Who Am I
poem by:
Olivia Fletcher
Written
on Mar 21, 2017
Some mornings I wake up And I don't feel like me It's like someone cut open my skin And crawled inside my body I feel like a zombie Walking through a world that joyful and lively My mind is full of dust and clouds Shes just not fucking functioning Most people describe the way I feel As depression and sadness But to me, its more like Fatigue, empty, and madness What triggers these days Of not being me? Is it the stress? The exhaustion? But that all seems so novelty No one ever really gets How this shit makes me feel They don't understand the craziness And the mood swings my mind instills Maybe one day I will get better Or maybe I will always be like this Sometimes those thoughts make me scared To have a husband and kids Will I be able to be The woman a family needs? Because I want nothing more Than a family to lead I wish I had the answers To what the fucks wrong with my mind I just hope one day I can wake up every morning Knowing who I'll find
Tags: rhyme, depressing, hope,
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Geoffrey Brewer commented:
You are you. But you can be many personalities. There is no single 'true', 'real' one. It's alright. We all do it. Embrace whoever you are being at that time.
Robert Kohlhammer
commented:
A good piece of writing, a piece to channel all your energies and write what you feel.
Tugrul Uysal
commented on Jul 07, 2024 at 2:10am
Dear Olivia,
Your poem resonates deeply with the struggles many face in navigating their inner worlds. It bravely captures the disorienting feeling of waking up and not recognizing oneself, as if someone else has taken residence within. The vivid imagery of feeling like a zombie in a world that appears joyful and lively speaks volumes about the stark contrast between internal and external realities.
Your honest portrayal of grappling with labels like depression and sadness, while feeling that these terms don't quite encompass your experience, is incredibly relatable. The way you describe it as fatigue, emptiness, and madness provides a nuanced perspective that sheds light on the complexity of mental health challenges.
I admire your courage in expressing the frustration of feeling misunderstood by others who may not comprehend the depth of your emotional turmoil and the unpredictability of mood swings. Your poem poignantly captures the fear and uncertainty about the future, particularly in terms of relationships and family, and the longing for clarity and stability.
In sharing your journey, you offer solace and understanding to those who may be going through similar struggles, reminding them that they are not alone. Your words are a powerful reminder of the importance of empathy, self-acceptance, and hope for brighter mornings ahead.
With admiration.
