I wrote this poem for a drama monolog... It's a bit depressing but as i had been asigned a character 2 portray i couldn' make them OC ... I hope you guys enjoy it
Glancing Avail
They say they have always been there,
Looking out for me and my troubles.
But as I've never seen nor heard them,
Thus my loneliness doubles.
Who are these little guru's
Who claim to know all?
They are neither here nor there,
Appearances I cannot recall.
'We know what you are going through'
A saying they love to recite.
But we are all different and unique,
So how can they possibly get it right?
These little guardians of the soul,
Say a lot with little understanding.
Assuming far too much of them selves.
Jumping knowing nothing of landing.
But their advice isn't helping.
It's hurting more and more.
The pain shows no sign of giving.
Wounds are becoming raw.