Every second a jar of happiness is shattered
Glass segments scattered everywhere
Unattainable and lost,
They become a missing puzzle piece unable to be put together,
But yet the vivid image that was once composed as a whole
Still remains in a distant memory.
As the mind becomes defenseless,
Creeping in behind the corners
Fear lurks in with the shadows.
Rising out of a tomb like a mummy
Sadness revives itself from the dead
Searching for a predator
To devour a heart of a forlorn soul.
Leave me in solitude
Leave me in despair
As I listen to the droplets of my tears
Run down my cheeks
And sink into the ground beneath me.
I'm dying inside,
My throat is tight and I can't scream
I'm dying so helplessly inside,
Through the illusions and through daylight
I hear the voices murmur in my head
No matter how much I shake and squirm
My mind has only driven me into a sorrowful depression;
No surrounding warmness
Can compete with how my mind has driven me mad.
I am drowned in thoughts.
Down below I beg of the Devil to drag me to Hell
And burn everything I have felt inside,
To the heavens I pray to God to give me wings
So that I may soar through the depths of isolation.
Let me be, I say
But why am I secretly looking for a hand to grab?
In outcry and in rage
I scream,
Stick a pistol to my head,
Fall back and retreat,
Cowering to my knees I have fallen in defeat
Taunting words ring endlessly like a chime.
The human existence revolves around alter ego
Every being walks around with disguises
Hiding behind bed sheets.
As we walk past one another
We fall for false appearances
Dumbfounded by the truth inside,
The truth behind closed curtains.
Inside, the soul has yet to exist
Devoured by its own flesh and skin
Dead in the depth of its mind.
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Hydrangea
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