So many times I shed my skin
that now I'm just a freezing soul
a foreigner to my own kin
a fraction of a broken whole
So many things I left behind
when I got rid of Younger Me
a refugee of my own mind
a stranger to my family
So many bridges I burnt down
when mindlessly I wandered far
a visitor of worlds unknown
a pilgrim on a distant star
I am my shadowboxing foe
a walker on my scattered shards
to every high I am my low
the puzzle of my missing parts.
poem - scattered
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snoringdog
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Re: poem - scattered
Wow! Excellent. Thanks for posting this. 
Is there a name for this form/meter?
It reminded me of "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51642/invictus
(He had a few things to deal with, from the short bio on the page).
Is there a name for this form/meter?
It reminded me of "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51642/invictus
(He had a few things to deal with, from the short bio on the page).
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brownblob
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Re: poem - scattered
I love your poem. I can relate to it.
I don't like people much and they don't much like me. -A Beautiful Mind
I'm Homesick for a home I never had.--Soul Asylum "Homesick"
I'm Homesick for a home I never had.--Soul Asylum "Homesick"