My Existential Crisis

[Merovee]

Something is missing within me,
I'm on a quest to find myself.
A different dimension or another world?
Am I human or something else?
Either way I never quite fit in,
Contrary to all outward appearances.
No one has ever known the true me,
Relationships a minor coincidence.

I know there is a me on the other side,
So just like me but also very happy.
Can we cross the stars through suicide?
To our happy selves on the other side? (Of this galaxy?)
And as I sit and observe my other self,
Realization setting in while reflecting within,
My so called life has taken all my mental health,
So is it suicide to kill myself after I've already died?

Now I find myself all alone once again
Never learned to be a good friend,
Mostly to my self my own worst enemy,
But we can all be winners only if we all pretend.
Happiness never could be bought in a latest model
And chemicals will only serve to starve the soul,
So return to sender now that I'm dead! (Where shall i go?)
Angels if you fly in your wings envelop and enfold.

Angels if you fly in this land
take me in your wings
envelop and enfold me.

 

[evanescencefan91]

wow thats really good Merovee

very deep man i wish i could write like that

and by the way welcome to the forum

 

[Darkener]

Quite well put together.. I liked the subtle lack of intonation. your word structure is very similar to mine.

 

[nope_real]

Something is missing within me,
I'm on a quest to find myself.
A different dimension or another world?
Am I human or something else?
Either way I never quite fit in,
Contrary to all outward appearances.
No one has ever known the true me,
Relationships a minor coincidence.

I know there is a me on the other side,
So just like me but also very happy.
Can we cross the stars through suicide?
To our happy selves on the other side? (Of this galaxy?)
And as I sit and observe my other self,
Realization setting in while reflecting within,
My so called life has taken all my mental health,
So is it suicide to kill myself after I've already died?

Now I find myself all alone once again
Never learned to be a good friend,
Mostly to my self my own worst enemy,
But we can all be winners only if we all pretend.
Happiness never could be bought in a latest model
And chemicals will only serve to starve the soul,
So return to sender now that I'm dead! (Where shall i go?)
Angels if you fly in your wings envelop and enfold.

Angels if you fly in this land









take me in your wings
envelop and enfold me.

Its really good. Existential poets always excite me.