I hide behind a wall of fear,
And if you're smart you won't come near.
I have some friends who can break it down,
As anyone else would make me frown.
But not a lot of people understand,
The last thing from my mind is lying around and getting a tan.
I think dark thoughts,
And believe me, I've fought.
I've fought against them for so long,
But now I know nothing.
I cannot do anything,
At least not when I am alone.
When I'm alone,
I fall apart.
My mind returns to it's familiar dark place,
And all I'm left with is an empty space.
AN: BOOM!!!!! I ALMOST WROTE A RHYMING POEM!!!!!
YOU ARE READING
Submerged Stories
PoetryLong story short, this is a book of stories about my life that I don't tell anyone else, expressed through the beautiful art of poetry. Poetry is my way of finding myself, and hopefully you as readers will be able to find yourself as well. TRIGGER W...
