Struggling deep inside,
Can you see my joyful demons?
They try so hard to hide,
but still I can always see them.
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One twists while others stab.
One kicks while another grabs,
Hold of me, my thoughts and mind,
And twists it around until
nothing's left behind.
Nothing but a cold, empty
feeling deep inside.
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Hanging onto the feathery edge.
Curious, unsure,
but still wandering the ledge.
Maybe I'll just jump right off ,
And forget every thought in my head.
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Lonely and crazed,
a type of madness in the air,
So can anyone really blame me
if I want to not be here?
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Peaceful inside my imagination,
So uneasy when forced to appear.
Relaxed and in love as the virus consumes me,
But with people,
always wanting to steer clear.
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Lost outside the story of my life
My pages all frayed at the seams.
Euphoria laying alone in the night,
Think I'm losing my sanity to dreams.
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I used to think of my mind as
something contained and boxed inside.
But now I know my imagination
is larger than even my life.
~Dustin the Great
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The Things I Leave Unsaid
PoetryMy thoughts in poems. I'm not suicidal or even truly unhappy. I'm just confused and lost and I hope someone out there understands. These are the everyday thoughts I have that float around in my mind. This is my life, in poems. I like my poems and I...