𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛𝐷𝑜𝑜𝑟𝑠
People all around,
speaking to others,
variety of sound.
Effortless talk,
different topics,
nobody with lock.
Only me,
behind my door,
here I'm free.
Locked it shut,
forbidden to others,
silence somewhat.
Multiple knocks,
trying to get to me,
wanting to start talks.
Mouth staying closed,
staying still,
ignorance exposed.
Lost my key,
to unlock myself,
I'll just be me.
The door stays shut,
no words from my mouth,
my time's cut.
Leave your door wide,
let people in,
you don't need to hide.
From people all around,
from their voices,
and their variety of sound.
YOU ARE READING
𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑃𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦
ŞiirThese are poems about falling apart, written at a time I'm falling apart myself. Due to many mental illnesses, I've been diagnosed with, I still wasn't able to live my life and I actually wish to not live at all. I decided on wanting to express thes...
