Everyone wishes they had my life..
But they only see what I show them.
I'll listen to all of their problems..
So I can try to fix mine alone.
Everyone has stuff they need to work out..
So why make it harder on them by telling them mine?
If you try to get close to me,
Please don't get upset if you fail..
I just don't want anyone to see my demons.
I feel anxiety and sadness all the time..
But I hide it all behind a mask.
Although I do have friends.. I mostly rely on the night, the music, and the mirror for comfort,
Because they're the only ones that truly understand me.
But the truth is that the night hides fewer monsters than the day..
The music lets me know I'm not alone..
But when I look in the mirror, I don't recognize the person I see..
All I see in the mirror is a hollowed out shell of myself..
YOU ARE READING
The Hidden Darkness
PoetryI honestly don't know what to put here.. I decided to write a book, and so I wrote these poems. I know that they aren't very good, but at least I tried.. right?? 😅😅😅
