Poems of Tomorrow

A reflection to Oneself

I have been in a dark place,
So I know what it is like,
But, I never really understand,
Why no one else can see it,
The seething wound bore,
In the dark alone,
Unsaid, and unheard of.

Why?

Why is it that my heart alone is raw?
How is it that everyone,
Has someone to keep them warm,
To lather them with warm arms,
As cold winter winds blow,
To always be by their side,
When lost and alone.

Why? Why not me?

Why do I go alone,
To walk those hallways in solitude,
To cry, and have no one hear me,
To feel upset,
yet fear upsetting others.

Am I really alone in this place? In this world?

I feel like the last, panting runner,
Overtaken by the rest tenfold,
Left alone to tire and heave,
To an unrewarding end.

Why?

Why can I not tell anyone?
I just need to head home and say,
"Mom, it is terrible."
Is it so hard?
Then why am I unable to do so?
Why is it that each time I enter,
The slightest furrow of my brow,
Causes her to panic?
I can not worry her, so I hide once again.

But, why?

Each second ticks slower,
As hours grow longer,
And my steps grow heavier,
Heavier, heavier.
Sleep is so peaceful indeed,
The gentle clouds soft to touch,
The rich radiance,
Of warmth and light,
Yet reality stikes again,
As duty forces me awake.

Am I just a burden?
Extra baggage? An insurance child?
Born with the soul purpose,
To one day disappear?
To howl, but not be heard?
Am I so expendible,
That if I were to disappear,
Would anyone notice I ever left?

No. No, no, no.

Voices rings out clear as day,
Soft, and warm,
Caressing and calming,
The voices of my friends,
My parents, my teachers, my siblings.
They ring through the dark vacuum,
As sharp and piercing as light.
The memories flood in,
Of all the joy, dreams and hope,
The times when I fell,
But a friend, there to pick me up,
Those tears,
not landing on the bare earth,
But on my parents' warm shoulders.

I was never alone, I lost my way,
Why? How could I have forgotten,
The love that I desired,
Was always with me,
And within me.
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I hope this poem serves as a reminder to all those who feel like they are struggling alone, to look around. There is love in every corner; in nature, amongst people, amongst families and lovers and friends.
You are never alone; you just need the time, and the eyes to see it!
You are you,
And since no two people are the same, no one can or will ever replace you.
:)