to the core
nothing can never be wrong

who am i
and how can i change
what i do not know?
how can i know the self
when everything i touch
and everything i see
melts away before me
before i can catch it?
like scorched snow
like embers of flame
sparking and spreading
i feel burnt up
and burnt out
i feel as if
i cannot take
and cannot give
i only see and think
i do not comprehend
i do not know
anything
i do not think
who i am
or who i want to be
can become something
that i can know
and touch
and feel
and believe is within me
and how can i be
when everything i think
and everything i do
is wrong?
how can i persist
if everything i try
and everything i perceive
is never what i know
or what i believe?
how can i truly
really
believe
in something
when i only know
nothing
for i am not
to my core
anything
but uncertain
and unafraid
that i will ever be mistaken
for nothing
can never be anything
nothing
can never be wrong
—
Thank you guys so much for reading! ♥️
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About the Creator
angela hepworth
Hello! I’m Angela and I enjoy writing fiction, poetry, reviews, and more. I delve into the dark, the sad, the silly, the sexy, and the stupid. Come check me out!

Comments (7)
Self-reflection plays a massive role for identity. This was incredible, Angela! 💌
Great work, Angela! This would be a great entry for the new challenge if you haven’t already entered it!
Whoaaa, that was a lot to take in. Loved your poem!
excellent
I have to admit, this reminded me of the sentiments of a person coming back home from a very rough day at work.
The feeling of overwhelm that all of us are familiar with is clear, Angela. Superb.
Every word felt. Brilliantly written, thankyou.