Profiler

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Profiler

Hello. My name is Profiler.
I have come, well actually.. I will come to depict your inner person. The 'real' you, if I may.
But first, I have to ask you about your desires.

I can only comprehend so much of what you want from Life: only what you say, for i cannot read thoughts nor feelings.
But from what I have heard, you haven't the idea of what your desires are.
Confused maybe? Not many are not confused.

But there is one aspect about you. One that I have not yet noticed among others: you tend to the agreement of a life long sacrifice that you yourself have brought upon your own being.

Noble, I say? You say not. Why? I very much doubt that others could proceed with such a task, nonetheless accomplish it. But then again, that IS only my opinion.
But yes. You do intend on this, don't you. What I fail to understand is.. why?

Why give up all the opportunities of life? Do you not see all the others? Stalking through life with their goals and expectations? With their ambition? 

You do... you can see it all. And you stare at it, as if it means nothing to you. But it does mean nothing to you, doesn't it...Because the determination in your mind is much greater than theirs could possibly be. 

If you were to tell others, they would stagger at the idea. Or possibly admire it...?
Who knows.
But I, if I must say, am quite fond of your person. I see something in you that may scarcely be found in others.
Love. Determination. Sacrifice. Maybe even passion. 

What I still don't understand...is why...

What could this possibly have in store for you? Do you honestly think that by doing this, that you will gain anything? No doubt someone else will. But you? I just, cannot tell. What it is that truly drives you.

Maybe...maybe, is it that you feel guilt? Lurking inside your mind. Ready to bombard you with such pain that would drive you to...
Yes. that must be it. You're afraid. Afraid of being to blame for the tragedy that awaits the other side of your heart. The one that remained with you all these...five or so years?
So then. If this is the reason...then I guess you truly are pathetic. And wallowing inside your own self pity.
Shameless. Just shameless.

But then again, that's just my own opinion.

Do tell us dear...why are you so determined to proceed with this great plan of yours?

But you won't tell us, will you... That's what I'm here for.
I'm the great Profiler.
Yes, that is who I am: Here to expose you for who you truly are.
And that is precisely what I shall do. 

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

freespirit33’s Poems (9)

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