Free verse № 135368
Lost Identity
I have sold myself
To the critical masses.
I hate it all
As more and more time passes.
I gave them my soul
For poetic acceptance,
I no longer write me
Because I write their sentences.
I have lost myself
To a savage beast.
I canât run fast enough
To escape their carnivorous feast.
I allowed my life
To be cast into a cage,
And I canât control
The words on this page.
Iâve read this before,
Time and again;
But I canât seem to find
Where this nightmare ends.
They control all my action
As I live this intricate lie;
Iâve been so caught up
That I canât even cry.
They ignore my pleas
As I try to run,
I can write no more
Because my identity is gone.
5 comments
I'm trying to figure out what this is all about..you sound as if you think that the users of Poemranker have forced you to alter your writing to a point where you don't enjoy doing it anymore..If thats the way you feel, then I'm not sure hoe it happened.
The well-defined rhythm of these four lines:
"Iâve read this before,
Time and again;
But I canât seem to find
Where this nightmare ends."
doesn't quite seem to match the rather asymmetric last line of
"I have lost myself
To a savage beast.
I canât run fast enough
To escape their carnivorous feast."
A little fixing-up would make the poem flow more smoothly, in my opinion.
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