What do you think of my latest poem?

Question

I cant understand myself sometimes

It may take more than a life time

To uncover the hidden secrets inside of my mind

I am so elusive to myself

As I sit here and tremble in my own h**l

I am being held captive again by my ridiculous thoughts

In this forest of ill fated dreams it is easy to get lost

But sometimes the answers come to me when I am sleep

Yes sometimes, they like to creep up inside my dreams

Then I awake jaded, disgruntled, distraught and so out of sorts

My eyes searching the dark for a light from a door

You see, what was not meant to be seen

Is beyond the void of consciousness of all living beings

Your eyes fall on the oblivious

Your mind becomes mischievous

Playing games with your sense of reason

Skewing your logic into a different season

Then you find yourself

Trying to crack the code of conduct in reality

You have lost yourself

In the infinity of lust for immortality

You long for what has always been sought but never found

You depreciate the value of stable ground

Look deep inside

And you shall find

The answers to the universe

They all seem to vibrantly coerce

Inside of ourselves

In spite of ourselves

The answers to our own personal h***s

Have never left our reach

Yet once found they impair our speech

The ears of ignorance who live in content with knowing

The world is not a place worth growing

old in, and living a blissful life

For the things you love, one must learn to fight

Through fear and suffering one must hold steadfast

Until you find the answer you have sought for at last

Answer 1

      It sounds as if You were is some type of circle jerk ; As well

      You speak of Yourself , as if you have

      been to a

      psychologist and in Your

      adolescent years .. Do to being  your first time  struggling

      let alone makeing it ..

      Adults have been there , and done that ,. so they do not

      continue    

     speaking of their consistant problems ,or continue dwelling on

     them .. it is a waste of time and energy .. You try so hard to be

     deep , your thinking twisted thoughts ,

     as if to be creative , as well odd .. No problem many like to            

     be odd , or indifferent  , yet it may be like a tool to them , but to

     me it is just  a form of stupitity  

    

     Poetry should be to me more like a flower , or something beautiful

     said  ..  All though  many do not flower out so to speak .. they

     tend to be more dismal

      PS to the lady that said that You speek to much of the word

      "h**l"  ..., believe me there is one , and it is talked much of

      in church .. Why  do people tend to consider it as a cuss word !?

      I guess , that makes me a leather neck , or maybe that their

      consince bothers them , but I had rather have

      spoken it in a language that many under stand , then be so sweet ,

      and Proper ..

      I find at manys  times that I have used the words "h**l" or        

      "damned"and tooken as if it is cursing .. If You read Your Bible in Deuteronomy chapter 27 and 28  one may ask What is wrong if it is used correctly as a way to gain someones understanding  ..  But if it is used at all ,. there is someone out to bring it up to some other , as if they were cussing .. Just like this persons poem , maybe his world feels as if every time he turns around to him it is h**l , as well the damnedness he has been through , He at leasts  comes up with the answer to his needs or problem he faces , or faced .. Like he said at Last .. WM ..                                                                            

Answer 2

I love this poem! But you say h**l too much. I know it's a word to use but there's a ton of other words too. But anyways, I liked it, it's very beautiful.