Is this toxic relationship
one I will ever let go?
No one can hear about it,
now one can know.
A voice, far away
the only one that answers my calls.
A voice inside, in me, within,
my heart grows smaller, smaller, thin.
I scream, I fight the urge of it,
Yet in the end I always cry,
alone in my room, nobody's there
would anyone care, were I to die?
I’m freezing inside,
everything feels cold.
Still, I cling to the whispers,
grasping every hold.
Were I now to stop it all,
were I now to break,
would it all seem like a lie?
Would you call me fake?
I stopped caring long ago,
as my bones stood bare,
as I'm crying, all alone,
why does no one care?
YOU ARE READING
Chaos In My Mind
Poetry𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑜ℎ 𝑠𝑎𝑦 ... This is a book of some poems I've written r...
