Uncomfortable
In my own skin
I am not myself
Yelling
Fills the halls
Heat rising
Blood pumping
Rapid breathing
Your heads about to pop
The pressure
Builds and builds
Flash of teeth
Moving hands
Fingers pointed
Tense muscles
Shaking
You're boiling
While you're freezing
Mute button on
Moving mouths
Ringing in the ear
Throat tightened
Eyes straining
Against unshed tears
Hot and clammy
Wolves are closing in
Spittle flies
Judging eyes
Cornered
And small
Standing there
Above you
You're weak
And they're too tall
Brave
To speak
Quivering in your voice
They want answers
Struggling
To get out
You're caged within yourself
Images fly
People cry
Your head is fuzzy
Breathe, won't you
You haven't in a while
Aching inside and out
Trembling before them
You stutter the truth
Trying to even your breathing
Before you're not of use
Stand you fool
On newborn deer legs
Don't make an excuse
Clean your face
Speak strong
Back straight
Hands still
Don't look them in the eye
Don't comfort them
They need to hear
What needs to be said
They put you in this position
Don't apologize
No need to be sorry
Listen
The denial will wear off
Stand your ground
Even as you crumble
If you fall down
Get right back up
It's ok to stumble
Smile
Like nothings wrong
Breathe
Don't be afraid
They've already done the worst
Their beds are already made.
A/N: Yikes, well it's been a crazy year and it just keeps getting worse. Anyone else in need of a break? Yea me too. I know I don't write much lately, I've been super busy with so many things. It's not even remotely funny. And there's still so much more to deal with. Anyway, it's still going to be a slow upload schedule. I wish it wasn't but, I have responsibilities. Well, vote, comment what you think. How has your year gone so far? Hopefully I'll get at least 1 update next month.
Until then.
~~RDP~~
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Living In The Mind's Cage
PoetryThe poems start inexperienced, I was younger then. As you read further it shows my growth as a person and my fallbacks. Maturing slowly through each one. It's my mental journey. These are poems are my outlet and help me with my issues when I can't d...
