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I don't want to be forgotten,
by the people who I have known.
I don't want to be the one who "might or could have been"
in history not yet shown.
Because I'm not there.
And of this fog with which I've been ensnared-
How to escape it, I am unaware.
For life I do not feel prepared...
And I am scared. I am scared.
Then I feel that jump in my chest
That always seems to get the best
of me.
And there's the quiet pitter-patter
That really doesn't matter,
you see.
The former's just withdrawal.
The latter means that I'm still living.
I wrote this on the paper by my bed
Where I sometimes laugh, and sigh, and weep, and sometimes wish that I was dead.
But the former's just withdrawal,
And the latter means that I'm still living.
by the people who I have known.
I don't want to be the one who "might or could have been"
in history not yet shown.
Because I'm not there.
And of this fog with which I've been ensnared-
How to escape it, I am unaware.
For life I do not feel prepared...
And I am scared. I am scared.
Then I feel that jump in my chest
That always seems to get the best
of me.
And there's the quiet pitter-patter
That really doesn't matter,
you see.
The former's just withdrawal.
The latter means that I'm still living.
I wrote this on the paper by my bed
Where I sometimes laugh, and sigh, and weep, and sometimes wish that I was dead.
But the former's just withdrawal,
And the latter means that I'm still living.
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This poem is much more recent and therefore more relevant to me, at this moment in time. It delves into what I've been dealing with lately- lots of anxiety, which has lead to a bout of depression.
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It appeals to me. It's introspective in its diagnose. And for the form - I love the fourth stanza, and the two-syllable verses, these epilogues to little two-verse insights. Also, the way you emphasized both approaches with repetition - it draws attention to them, makes one ponder. And they're the center of introspection, a very mature one, too.