If only the world could see
How lonely and dark I feel
If only I was sure about all of these
I could've made them understand
What was bothering me
But years passed, choices made, chances taken,
I'm still stuck in this world I live in
Though in the peak of success,
I still struggle to breath in
The sadness that comes from nowhere
The thoughts that bind me up
If this is reality
I choose not to take part of it,
If this is pain
I decide not to recognize it and
If this is life
Is it okay if I choose not to live it?
The murmurs of the public
As they look at me with confusion
Like how they'd define what I feel
As if medical dictionaries are enough
It is only I who knows this
It is only I who can comprehend
What it feels like to be lonely,
shut off from society, treated like a crap
These words are heavy as I write it
My heartbeat beating weakly every second I remind myself
That I have to live with it
The same time I have to fight it
With every blow of negativity
I desire to free myself from these ropes
That's keeping me insane
At stake, in shock, in need of love
Turning around looking at each one
Telling my story
My life, my experience as they judge me.
However happy I may feel or how success may be within my reach – it could never pay back
For all those years, months, weeks, days, minutes, seconds
That anxiety has drowned me.
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Deepest Part of the Ocean
PoesieMy thoughts are unfiltered like an ocean; some words are unexplainable, and like life, my words come from somewhere. A journey, a lesson, a heartbreak, and everything in between.
