Are we changing?

[twilit lava]

we are melted iron, getting molded into Something by people around us
changing ourselves day by day, hoping to fit in with someone
in the midst of a snowy night, the realization kills them
they died to become enough for them, who didn't even look
fate has them reshaping and reshaping till it all ended
the eyes dead Infront of them the angel always forgetting them
the torn distorted heart looking for warmth of love
the knowing experienced brain trying to run away
in the midst it tears the man apart killing joy
the art of the destiny breaking each soul day by day

[shell dune]

A well written poem that is worth the read.
The wording is great and the structure is rigid.
The ending closes it off very nicely as well.

[twilit lava]

Thank you so much it's actually written when I was very sad so it's a pure emotion

[shell dune]

And it is showing, it’s part of its beauty and great quality.
And I hope you’re okay now, if you need to speak about it I am here as well.

[twilit lava]

Thank you so much well I am not best rn but I'm trying to work through, thanks for this

[shell dune]

You’re more than welcome.
I hope it gets better.

[harsh nimbus]

This poem powerfully explores the emotional pain of constantly changing to meet the expectations of others, only to feel unappreciated and lost. The metaphor of “melted iron” being reshaped emphasizes the feeling of being molded by external forces, while the realization that this effort is futile adds a sense of tragic futility.

The line “they died to become enough for them, who didn’t even look” is particularly striking, capturing the sadness of trying to fit in with people who never notice or value the effort. The imagery of “eyes dead in front of them” and “the angel always forgetting them” evokes a deep sense of abandonment and emotional neglect.

The speaker’s internal turmoil is well portrayed in lines like “the torn distorted heart looking for warmth of love” and “the knowing experienced brain trying to run away,” which convey the conflict between longing for connection and understanding the damage that pursuit causes. The idea of destiny breaking souls “day by day” ties together the ongoing struggle with self-worth and the sense of being caught in a relentless cycle.

Overall, the poem powerfully captures feelings of despair, abandonment, and the emotional cost of trying to please others at the expense of oneself. It has a raw and poignant quality, but it could be even more impactful if there were a bit more clarity or cohesion in how the images are presented, allowing readers to follow the emotional journey more smoothly. Still, it’s a thought-provoking reflection on the pain of self-compromise.