First poem in years...

[Hate]

We can't go back...
I can't move forward...

Stuck in the middle
My life is a Messed. Up. Riddle.

People believe I'm a success in progress
Truth is I'm regressing...

In some time I'll be a successful fail
Deep down I know I wont leave no special trail

How do we know what's reality?
Everyone's in a state of insanity.

This feeling is neverending,
I'd say it is - but I'd just be pretending...

//

Dreadfully everyday I'm regressing.
Everyday why am I so depressing?
People say life is a blessing.
Right. Why am I constantly stressing?
Extreme maybe - but why in life am I constantly assessing?
Subliminally I live for the people I'm guessing...
Surrealism is the only beauty - how mind messing...

//

I used to write with a flow that came so naturally... this is the first thing I've written in literally a good couple of years now.
It took me a long time to write this, my writing seems to have gone awful.

Would appreciate opinions - negative or positive (no harsh criticism)

Thanks.

[Divine]

It's nice. I would write some of my own, but it's in Serbian.

[Winter™]

Try writing pen to paper. Then putting it on the internet, it works that way for me. Its a steady and easy flow.

Other than that, well...I thought these were amazing.