Left alone in a dark room,
With white walls caving in,
I look around,
Among the ground,
And find a paper and pen.
I take the pen in hand,
And write about an imaginary land,
Full of joy and happiness.
But my mind,
Twisted and dark,
Tears that world apart.
Piece by piece,
Word by word,
I watch it fall,
With my vision blurred.
Pen and paper collide once more,
I write about the shadows moving to and fro,
They run around helpless with nowhere to go.
Filled with fear,
I take a match,
And start a flame,
Burning the words written on the page.
Ashes fall,
Beautiful and grey,
All fall in line,
But one started to stray.
It falls and flames begin to grow,
The word I fear began to show.
ALONE.
I'm the roaming shadow you see,
Moving to and fro.
I've hidden myself in the shadows,
afraid to let go.
My dead eyes look into yours,
You can see my battles and wars,
The ones i've lost and the ones i've won.
But have you noticed i was Alone?
I've been scared, and I'm been brave.
I've felt alive, and i've wanted to go to my grave.
I'm alone.
That's all i know.
No one to fight with me,
No one to help me find the right road.
No one to help me fight the demons in my head.
To take a fire that once made them fled.
I'M ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU ARE READING
Blowing Away In The Wind.
PoetryAnother poetry book. this may have some non- depressing poems in it. This book can also be triggering to anyone suffering from: self harm, depression, anorexia and bulimia.