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This is Me Trying

 


Folklore is my favourite album from Taylor Swift. And 'This is me trying' is the ninth track of that album. It's one song I hold very close to my heart, so much so that I have written a poem inspired by it. And in today's blog, I'd like to share that poem.

there's a lot on my mind
slipping through the cracks of my sanity

haunted by the idea
this wasting away of my wretched reality

the soul that is scathing away
as the head chains me down to itself

those shards of glass of my mind
that cut through my bones and my skin

yet i wake up each day to the sun
wanting to be better by the promise i made to the moon

so i try and i try and i try
through the empty days and the hollow endless nights

i try to live the life that i have
and not just exist in an empty abyss of my past

in my words my anger used to pound
upon them my regret never counts

pure and raw ache i have inflicted
upon my soul and upon all theirs

there's too much weight on my back
i can't help but crack from the pain of it all

i ask this one last thing from the world
please allow me to go mad as i wish

drawing in the curtains, i bleed
the earth revolving despite my broken piece

i sat and stared at all my wounds
now i realise i can't stare all along

so when i show my scars to the stars
that's when i'll draw in the last of my breaths

until then i'll be trying
i'll keep trying and trying and trying

yes, you'll see me trying
till the day i wither away into the end of the white lines.

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