Biographical I Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Biographical I
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, August 12,2015

Why am I so emotional?
Friends these days seem unsociable.
Relationships feel disposable,
And life itself seems predictable.

So you say I'm unapproachable;
Statements I hear are implausible.
These feelings, to me, are unusable.
Stop being so unreasonable.

Situations have become uncontrollable;
Everyone feels so unreachable.
Lessons no longer seem teachable;
We've all become so unreachable.

Words are no longer notable,
Phrases have lost their quotable charm.
Young minds are no longer moldable;
Everything feels consumable.

We now live lives that are portable.
Babies no longer seem adorable.
The ridiculous has become fashionable,
And passion is now undetectable.

The prudent have become gullible;
The ugly has become lovable.
The feral has become tamable,
And the mute is now understandable.

Terms are no longer negotiable;
All things have become opposable.
Everything feels stoppable,
And no one is held culpable.

Foods are no longer eatable;
Wonders no longer seem incredible.
The mind now feels expendable;
Everything seems replaceable.

Actions taken are regrettable,
And you have become inconsiderate.
For I am inconsolable,
And all things now feel undesirable.

Joy now seems impossible;
What was once open is now closable.
Roads have become impassable,
And bridges are no longer retractable.

Words are no longer audible;
Life seems so horrible.
No one is ever responsible.
Never leave yourself vulnerable.

The situation was once laughable;
I seek reasoning, which is tangible.
Once, I was so likable,
But now I find no one compatible.

So strong, now I feel breakable,
Considering what was once unthinkable.
But that truly feels improbable;
In time, this too shall be passable.