So Human

Help

To be alone is such a wonderful thing.

To voluntarily separate yourself

from distractions and other's opinions

can set your heart and soul free.

It gives you the chance to recenter yourself,

and to breath

To feel alone, is a completely different thing.

It constricting and confining

and accompanied with a claustrophobic sense,

that can never be escaped

It hurts inside, to know that you have no one

But you'll keep that blank mask on,

and let your passive expression shield you

from their judgmental eyes, and harsh words.

Of course, this is just an attempt to shield you,

and one that really doesn't work.

Because on the outside, you may seem calm.

but there is a scream building up

from the pit of your stomach

and struggling to escape through your mouth.

and there's an viscous black liquid

dripping from your heart.

and their knife-like sneers slice you

and the deafening silence that comes

when they freeze you out,

is all that you can hear.

But I smile, and pretend that I am strong.

like their words can't hurt me at all.

and they will never see the scars they have given me.

and they will never know of the black tar, on my heart.