Confusion of Life and Emotion, by Tyler Cedric Golden Subscribe to rss feed for Tyler Cedric Golden

For some reason as time goes on I lose more and more of what
faith I have,
My emotion of this I suppose is called faithless and in a
state of mind I fell lost under an unknown surface that is
not good but rather bad,
Confused but yet certain my feelings shift,
About how my life has progressed and also how it has
changed, unwanted or not, my mind is always adrift,
Something straightforward or in other words more absolute,
I wish my life could be with the help of someone who
doesn’t lie, but tells truth,
Uncertain am I of the destination I seem to proceed forward
to,
A life I need to begin thinking about and a choice I need to
choose,
Abstracted from my chest specific feelings are removed,
Alone I am not, but alone I feel and don’t know what to
do,
At this point I am on the verge from disturbance and I feel
I might break,
Help is what I honestly need for much longer I may not be
able to take,
This nightmare of a life I cry as I awake,
The presence of this evil I hope is not real but fake,
And yet so real I can tell it is by the pressure I feel in
the depth of my spirit,
Lost in this deep abyss, the climax of this complication I
feel has yet to come and at the same time I know its coming
because I can feel it,
Realizations of my feelings are making it obvious something
is wrong,
Clear of what is wrong is unknown and I begin to feel weak
or in other words not strong,
In holding on to the will of life my so called willpower is
almost completely drained,
As this happens I remain calm and try to stay sane,
Very difficult the context of what I write down becomes when
tried to be made into an understanding,
The handle of life I am no longer handling,
And yet my existence is still here,
Maybe this all so called hope has not disappeared,
Inspiration in life is needed in order to regain this
control,
Come back I shall and that handle I see once more I shall
grab a hold,
Because in a sense time heals all, and as I tell myself
“And this too shall pass”
I now realize life is worth living, because of the people
that are there for me and the love they share with me make
me smile and make my feelings up rise and optimistic am I
now and forever last.
By: Tyler Golden
Posted: 2009-03-19 16:26:22 UTC

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2008-12-19 06:58:23Chalan
I can relate to this poem very well... nicely written

2009-01-08 20:56:42Danny Wilson
Reading this poem takes the reader almost into your very soul.Very expressive with lots of feelings.Danny

2009-04-02 02:33:45miss insashable
i love this poem and i love the title!