Crazed Belief

Poem Body

Sickened with anger
Riddled with rage
Where are the values? The loyalty?
Erased with youth and corrupt minds
How can I belong when my mind is so different?
Different to who they are
Different to how they see
There is no 'we', only I
For only I can truly plea for change
Only I can conjure my own faith
Through my eyes, they are all deranged

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: England, GBR

Comments

Hello Stephanie,

I have no criticism of this poem at all. It is powerful, emotional, and most excellent.
Just wanted to say how much I enjoy this, and all of the poems you have posted.

Thanks

Perfect

Hi Stephanie,

It sounds just simply perfect! :)

Cheers,
Kavi