Words whirl around in my mind
But I cannot speak them aloud
I feel invisible, unseen, unheard
Afraid of the people around me,
Afraid of what they whisper when I turn away
The black ink flowing fast shapes the thoughts hidden inside
It swirls on the paper; my dark side escapes me
Like the moon, this side has never been seen
By anyone but my mirror reflection
They think they know how I feel
They think I am content, joyful, generous
Of course I am, but not when I’m alone
The blaring music hides my thoughts
It buries the sadness, replacing it with the guitars, the screaming voice
I rise up and breathe in deeply
My duty is now to help those people
The ones who cannot hide away from their shadowy side
They find me kind, they find me strong
They think that my life is perfect, without faults
They do not know the pressure that I must face
The weight always pressing against my chest
I must be perfect, or I am nothing
If I wish to be accepted into this world
The darkness must be forgotten
I push down the silent but vicious monster
That tears me apart from the inside
At least for a few hours, until it emerges again
When I am alone once more
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And the Darkness Swallowed Her
PoetryA collection of sad, dark poems about heartbreak and love. I hope you enjoy them.
