Searching for Venus

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These tears that I never have the courage to cry

The tears that no one ever sees

These moment that I feel so alone, so cold

The moments that can never be shared.

The gaping holes 

in the personality

I try to portray

The never ending battle of power 

between He and I

Barely conscious

Just gasping for air

Can never say I'm really here

When my mind is always there

Somewhere

Cold...

Where?

I don't know.

All is know is that

Shouting

Is not help

I would rather the darkness

Than to see you

Or her 

Or anyone

So used to the dark

That only few can get me out

Those who offer their love to me

Those who know that Love is really free

Those who never shy away from making me feel human

Making me feel love

The goose pimple never go down

They seek the warmth that is never found

All because I'm out of touch

I slowly die.

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