Wondering if it's too late
To start over on a new slate
Just too much on my plate
Can't say that I'm in a good mental state.
Unable to conjure up the words to tell you what I need,
Though it's guaranteed
How much I bleed
Longing to be freed.
Free from all the pain
Binding me to all these chains
Tired from all the strain
Can't say that I'm sane.
You can't understand
Why I'm so bland
Why I withstand
This wasn't all planned.
It swept up, neglected
Went on and affected
Thoughts that were unexpected
No longer feeling accepted.
Never understood why
We cry,
Then next we feel so high
But after just want to die.
YOU ARE READING
Unleashed Silence
PoetryI could fill a thousand pages telling you how I feel and you still wouldn't understand. In fact I don't even understand but I fear of drowning in the words left unsaid.
