I watch in grief as memories flood by
I lay in bed praying that sleep would take me
I stare in pain as my childhood flashed within me
I was full of hope and dreams
What would past me think of me?
She would cry
I'm like a broken toy
Unable to please girls or boys
I can't keep up with this world
But I can't stay in place either
I feel like I don't belong here
A void in my heart tells me I am lonely
Yet around others, I am avoided or overlooked
So here I stand
Feebly before others
Their faces and feelings unknown to me
Again I feel alone
I wail as my regrets push past my joy
Reminding me of hardships I can't move past
The pain of others tears at me
I can't save them
Nor do my words bring comfort
In the end here I stand
In the middle of the chaos and pain of my own brain
Still, I stand here reaching out my hand
To those around me pleading them to give me a chance
Still, I cry for every person I see die inside
Still, He stands arms open wide
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Invisible Ink
PoésieMy random poetry that expresses my thoughts feelings and experiences. Many of these poems reflect some of the darker times in my life while others celebrate how blessed I have found myself to be. However quite a few of these are not about me. I have...