derek's poems

volcano

Picture me as an active volcano

At any second I could explode

And destroy the whole town 

And everybody around

And I sit here and suffer in the silence

Cause the silence, it brings

Troubled thoughts, and they sting

Oh, the violence

You say I can learn to get over this

You say that it's natural, but I'm a mess

I'm not just nervous when I get in stage

It's not just when I have a speech to make

It's every second of every day

I haven't found anyone who can take that away

So I sit here and suffer in the silence

But the silence, it sings

Such sour notes that sting

Oh, this is violence

I can't control

What I don't know

It's just

Inevitable

I don't know how to explain

How I'm scared of being afraid

So you sit here and watch me suffer in silence

But for you the silence is peace

And the sounds your head sings are calming

I would never wish for you to hear the violence

That I hear every day

As I look upon my face 

All I see is violence