Living in Existance

living in existence

Despair has filled the depths of my heart in such there is no return. How must I live with my life closed from the out side world? No one cares to get to know the fragile angel that makes my soul but rather assume me to be the ridge demon both hot and cold. The darkness is my home the shadows are where I live. Children playing are my muses, if only I could come out if only they could come in. Must I live in fear not shrowded in my own but those around me? They fear the phantom that roams this house aimlessly. The town thinks they have me figured out but they haven't realized there is more secret and more mystery behind my real life. Maybe if the gossip stopped, maybe if they stop telling lies that I may come out from where I hide and they can see me themselves with their real eyes for the first time