Often words crumpled my heart in a way,
That I could find nothing but vain within,
The darkness in my eyes—
But neither can I deny the fact
That light is always visible.
Even if they showed the worst of negative sides,
I stayed optimistic,
But still, I could find no way
To fill this emptiness within,
Which barges in with time.
Used to be the one full of love,
The one who was giving,
And it's all turned around,
As I turned into someone who's afraid of love.
Where the eyes around used to bring out
The spark within me,
Now those eyes haunt,
And all I search for
Is the corner of a vacant room to sit in.
Oh, who was the one to ruin
The foundation of my whole being?
No, I don't want to blame,
But the way it kept haunting me—
Those words made my wounds fresh,
And I hear voices like a death march.
No, I don't want to let them know,
They'd hit exactly where it hurts.
No, I don't want to show it to anyone.
Oh, I can't trust; often it seems fine,
Often it all comes at my face
As if someone had thrown my pain back at me,
Saying, "Get on with it,"
Leaving me in this dorm forever.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
