Hidden Reality: A collection of poems

Dear Whom

7/4/18

"Look,I got something really important to tell you,

So to whoever I assigned these letters to,

Please sit back and read the underfolds.

Dear Dad,

Everything is coming to an end so fast,

And I don't know if these opportunities will last,

But I'm too scared to act on the act,

Don't wanna be rejected by each of these wretched classes.

I just wanna seem appropriate for this day and age I'm past.

Faking my own emotions shouldn't be my regular status.

But I'm haunted by the constant pain of the flatus.

These classes are scaring me beyond belief,

Making my stomach ache until I bleed.

Is there really any hope left for me?

I'm crawling on my two bare knees,

To the entryway of the minority.

I know you wish the best for me,

But I'm puking over the future scenes.

Job, taxes, living on my own.

It's just too much to handle without your emotional support,

It's just not in your zone to let your feelings show.

I could get more tears coming out of a deranged goat.

Dear Mom,

Please set that phone down.

Look at your only daughter your dragging out of town.

I love you, I say that,

You love me to, or hell I think that.

I'm just sick and tired of all of the mixed singles you send.

You're mad,

You're fine,

You wanna crack a joke,

One more punchline.

You're mood depends on the week you've had,

And I can understand, you have the right to be mad.

But how about you learn from me,

Keep the anger shoved beneath.

Learn to let sh*t go,

Or at least learn to talk about it slow.

Because mom, with all of these days passing,

I'm continuously thinking that you are out casting.

Outcasting me,

And you know it makes me sick.

You're leading me on, making me feel like a misfit,

All the while making me feel like the queen b*tch.

It's so hard to explain anything to you.

I try to be happy, you don't care.

But whenever I'm on the verge of collapsing, you rather not be there.

Having tears is worst than showing your fears,

I never feel f*cking satisfied all because you demonized what's left here.

Dear my Friend,

You showed me that life is hell on ice,

But you also helped me realize

That there are good people out there.

You were one of them,

You are one of them.

You could see right through me,

You could tell if I was feeling a bit off track and close to relapsing.

I apologize that I couldn't be a better friend,

I just felt like I didn't deserve this end.

Happiness felt too formal,

Emptiness was my casual,

You made me feel so different, so foreign,

I couldn't understand where I was going.

The destination scared me,

I experienced this before and the end wasn't all that pretty.

Being close to another person ended up with them leaving, we both ended up fading.

I can't set myself up for that damage, I can't deal with it.

Especially when you made me feel so happily indifferent.

I'm sorry if I accidently pushed you away.

I just can't handle that type of unbearable pain.

So if we end up truly fading away,

I'm sorry I didn't have the power to make you stay.

Dear me,

Listen: I'm not so good on words when it comes to you.

You have such a complex mind that you could reverse the meaning.

So let me just say two sentences that you can't refuse.

Stop thinking so low of yourself.

This isn't the good life, stop disowning yourself.

Sincerely,

You"

- Novice_Key