IMPOSTER
2I'm not dead! I do actually have more poem videos planned too! The hope is one video at the start of every month for the rest of 2024 (Happy New Years, by the way!!) And to start this year's collection of poems, we're of course starting with a recent poem: Imposter. Hopefully you enjoy this and all that is to come from now until December! Love you all!
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I see,
I think,
I believe,
None of this makes me whole.
I tried endlessly to fill this hole,
But nothing fixed this vacant role.
It left me empty inside,
It filled me up with its bitter lies.
The apathy, it grows,
If you saw what’s really me, you’d think I’d been fed to the crows.
The truth is even worse in its horror.
And that's not even the worst its got in store.
When you see me, there’s so much you don’t see.
If you saw the puppet strings,
Then you’d see my broken bolts.
If you saw the broken mirror,
Then you’d see my fractured frame.
Would you ever guess,
That it was all a lie?
That the hope I preach is fading,
And the emotions I felt are decaying.
Is there a cure?
Or am I just forced to lay down and endure?
I don’t see myself anymore.
My mirror is blank forevermore.
My hope is dead on the floor.
Now I’m an imposter and nothing more,
I’ve lost myself to this hollow hole.
Now it’s just the imposter playing my role.
Will he do better and achieve my goal?
I don’t know myself anymore.
My regrets are growing, they foster,
Tended to by my imposter.
Does that make me a monster?
Or am I the victim, never meant to prosper?
Is there an escape for me?
I'm left here lying on the ground,
Catatonic to all the sound.
Is there a home left when I've lost me?
Or is it just the siren call of a banshee?
If my reality is a fairytale,
Does that mean that in the end I’ll prevail?
Will good conquer evil on this dreadful night,
Or is this tale grim in its plight?
Where there's no happy endings,
Just a tragedy that's never-ending.
Where the only victor is the villain,
And my fairytale life is what they'll fill in.
If there is an end, why can't I see?
I don't want my reality.
Cause my reality is a mournful symphony,
With the guest of honor being thee:
My carefree imposter.
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Music: Melancholia by Ryan Creep
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u9WsZoceais