the world is a lonely and messed up place.
We don't know who we are and we get lost and stray.
and it's all dark and full of traps. no one loves you. dangers everywhere.
it's like you'll never ever be free,
but someday i hope to be free.
Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem.:
The meaning of this poem is that at the end of everything, we are all ephemeral and times can be hard, and you'll give up because the world/life will try to drag you down, but I am saying that I don't want to be stuck and be brought down—that I will get back up, someday soon. And so the main idea is that we must never give up even if we don't like the way things are—we just have to accept the way things are and move on with that.
Please explain your writing and thought process regarding this poem.:
When writing, I usually write using poetry and trying to keep it as simple as possible yet touch the readers. I wrote this earlier this year when things were still shaky from covid and things seemed really dim, and limited (and especially because I have a chronic illness, my parents were even more overprotective during this ongoing pandemic). I felt really closed-in and just had so many things that I could not do, still cannot do—so this was just a piece written from my many despairing moments, (and I thought that maybe people could relate, which is why I submitted this poem).
Why did you choose to write this poem?:
I chose to write this poem because it's one of the very proofs of the beautiful and yet raw compositions that come out of the sentiment of hopelessness but hopefulness, helpless yet helpful, alone yet not lonely. I was also just free-writing how I felt during my time of anger, sadness, and feeling closed off from freedom.
Do you have any tips or anything to share with the youth writers who may be reading this?:
Just remember that one of the things that may ease you from your worrying thoughts, or burdens, is writing. Just write. Write out your feelings (on your notes app, penzu, google docs, notebook). Writing does incredible things, and maybe, you'll be able to look back one day and feel a sense of pride—you overcame that challenge that you had walked through then. Writing also clears your mind and helps carry your burden, in ways you might not know—for writing (poetry), has been a real solace and a catharsis for me, and maybe it can be yours too. :) <3