I am not real, a poem

[kat45]

I feel like a stranger in my own skin,
As if my body's not mine to begin.
I'm floating on a plane of existence,
Far from the realms of my own persistence.

My mind is wandering, my soul is lost,
I'm disconnected, at an immense cost.
I'm here, but not really present,
As if my body's just a mere vestment.

I don't belong in this physical form,
My true self is in a place far beyond.
I'm searching for a way to return,
To a place where my soul can truly burn.

I'm a mere visitor in this world,
A traveler with stories yet to be told.
My spirit yearns for a higher plane,
Where my true essence can remain.

Until then, I'll continue to roam,
In this earthly realm that's far from home.
But deep inside, I know my true worth,
And that my soul will find its rightful berth.

 

[FuneralCry]

Thank you for sharing the poem.

 

[OutOfTheVoid]

this is beautiful and resonates with me a lot, thank you for sharing

 

[Dead Meat]

Very nice poem, thank you so much for sharing it with us