Darkened Souls: First Collection

Five Years of Tears

For five long years

I have not shed any tears

For I held them back in fear

Of what they would draw near.

I choked back the pain

Buried it through strain

Hoping it would forget my name

And leave me out of its game.

For a very long while

I have felt I have to be the perfect child

Have to be tame, not a hair wild

Not spicy or hot, just perfectly mild.

So look at how you have trained me

Then look at what you wish me to be

There isn't much of me to see

But far more of what you want me to be.

You have won the years-old fight

You have taken away my wish for flight

And broken me like a horse; heart once wild and bright

Taken away my child-like sight.

I see the world for what it is

Not a fantasy full of love and bliss

I see the world as this

No love, no hope, not a single kiss.

The tears pent up for all these years

They will flow down tonight in streams

Staining my face with their watery smears

Just remember, I am not at all what I may seem.