How about I dance and sing and play my god damned part?
Act as if I'm not in pain and have a healthy heart?
Act as though my brain is fine, not damaged, broken, ill?
Act like I'm not dead inside and wish to be here still?
Maybe I could write these words, hiding all the bad;
Maybe use some metaphors to pretend that I'm not sad.
Maybe this could be vague, have a meaning each to their own,
Or maybe I'll no longer hide and make my feelings known,
Or maybe I wont.
YOU ARE READING
An Amalgamation of Words
PoetryI'm almost as bad at writing descriptions as I am at writing poems, but at least I tried. Sharing my inner turmoil, one poorly worded sentence at a time.
