Inside, I'm happy, bright and free
Outside, I'm not what I'm supposed to be
I want to run wild, feel the wind in my hair,
yet I'm stuck in my room, breathing stale, heavy air.
I feel like I'm sinking, lower and lower,
can't even find the strength to stand up, let alone shower
It might look like I'm just being lazy here,
but the truth is all my strength is gone, all hope, all fear.
There's just nothing inside anymore,
Just dark, quiet nothing, no window, no door.
Things that used to bring me joy
don't touch me now. No person, no toy.
I look outside and the world looks grey,
just like what I feel, every second of every day.
In my head, I want to smile, to feel something, to care.
But I can't, I won't, I don't even dare.
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...
