peel back these layers
i use to mask who
i truly i am
deep down
give this feeling a voice
try to ignore
that i was never given a choice
but my mind keeps
revisiting
the scene of the crime
in the dark hours
where i started to fade
away completely
but if i've lost
who i am completely
the knowledge
that even one person
among billions
understands
might just keep me
afloat
there's much i need to say
but not enough time
not enough space
in my head
to think every thought
i've pushed back instead
so if there's nothing else i
can say
it's that through the tragic memories
and days of feeling numb
there's something
that's kept me going
it seems like
some sort of halfway dream
truth be told
an invisible ghost
but not quite moved on
though you have to
realize
i tried
to understand
myself
clawed at the walls in my head
till they came crashing down
and cried in the dust
tears turn to rust
no lost crown
could save this soul
not now
not yet
YOU ARE READING
my life
Poetryi'm no one. i'm not even really here. and yet, i needed an outlet. for someone to see. for no one to see. a place away from reality, under a different name.
