I just wish I could break down,
Let it all out and finally be found.
I'm tired of hiding from what hurts and feels like shit;
either way, I still feel like dirt and it either way hits.
I hate the fact that I can't cry.
Day by day I'll sit and try.
But it's all somewhere inside,
refusing to come out, choosing to hide.
If only I could show my true feelings,
My head might stop its constant drilling.
How great it would be to relax,
Look forward into the future and forget about the past.
When will it happen? I don't know,
but I'm ready for the moment, let my pain show.
How much is it going to take
for me to finally give it in and let my wall break.
I just stay numb, all day awake
Cos all those i trusted, turned out to be snakes
One day I'll look up and stare at the sky
and finally break down, finally free, feel myself cry.
YOU ARE READING
The Inner Feelings
PoetryAn aspiring engineer for his parents, Passed exams with flying colours, Got placed in one of the finest companies Was a role model, an inspiration for many But none knew that the best selling novel Off the year was his too.
