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A poem about the way I feel when I am desperate and alone. |
| Alone, Empty in a crowd of people. Shamed,disgraced. Solitude. I try to put into words The chaos of my mind. End up with blank thoughts Of bitter confusion. Tearing up inside, But smiling like a fool. Angry. Angry at myself. No validation to support The fiery rage that comes From deep within my soul. Blanketed in exhaustion. Masked by the facade I so elaboratly created for myself. I'm lost in the place that I grew up in. Who am I? Am I still that scared little girl? I thought I had hidden her away in the darkest corner Of the deepest cave within my mind. She crawls out from her hiding place and torments me with her eyes. Feeding on the misery That accompanies her memories. Sad little girl. Troubled by the pain Of her nightmare passed. Deafening destructable pain. I think about that little girl, And I fall apart. Decapitating like petals From an autumn flower. Praying for that next Ray of sunshine Spring has promised me. Alone, Masked in a pain All my own. |