The Confessor Poem by Laura arwen

The Confessor



For me the
only hope is
isolation
I am completely
exhausted of the
modern world
It's better if
I think only
of accumulating money
I'm very happy
to do some
of order in
my life
Sometimes I think
loneliness is the
best defense
I am submerged
by materialism
I want to
feel eternal and
proud of myself
I want to
find the right
peace of mind
I will be
safe if I
have a bit
of control of
everything
I don't want
to be exaggerated
I believe that
unhappiness is part
of my personality
Love is not
among my possibilities
and priorities
Sometimes I need
to change something
Sometimes I want
to be without
material things
For me it's
easy to accept
the order but
it's hard buying
with necessity
I feel empty
without my poems
but I'm satisfied
about them
I want to
destroy my disorder

Saturday, July 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: confessional
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