Lock the door on my way out
Jog down my front steps
into a comfortable pace
Down the same familiar sidewalk
The houses blur together into one entity
I recognize it all as one
The entity that I grew up in, and now walk through
So familiar, yet I'd be a liar if I said I could remember every detail
Smells don't resonate with me
But memories do
And the memories of riding down these roads as my mind caved in
Is within reach of me
I'd describe that memory with the songs that remind me of then
Like "Teenagers" by My Chemical Romance
And so many Panic At The Disco! Songs
Every familiar dog bark
Every familiar crack in the sidewalk
Every familiar jogger
It suffocates me within normality
I remember how I used to go exploring
How freeing that was
But that was until I discovered everything
Until I reached the end of my reach
And there was only familiarity left at the end
The same routine every single morning
Lock the door
Jog down the steps
Listen to music as I walk
Write a poem or two until I get to the train station
The same routine every single morning
I have learned of everything within my grasp
Every possible route, every possible subject, every possible anything
And I feel the world has fallen dull
I don't feel a sense of awe that I once did for sunrises
I don't feel joy when my train is on time
I don't feel satisfaction when I write a new poem
I don't feel excited for math or chem anymore
I don't feel anything for anything anymore
Life feels so empty when there is nothing left to explore
Why bother going to school, when I'm not learning anything I don't know?
Why talk to anyone, when it's the same exchanges just said in different ways?
Why get up at all, when there is nothing left to do that I haven't already done?
Why do anything at all, when everything is just so pointless?
The normality, the familiarity, it's crushing me, but no one hears me
People keep telling me, "It'll get better....eventually."
But will it?
Will this pain ever actually stop, will this feeling go away?
If it's this bad already, what's the chances it gets better?
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Violently Silent : Poetry
PoesíaFrom the LGBTQ+ subjects that some consider taboo to the abandonment of others because of the things we cannot control, this poetry book covers all the things you'd normally not hear about. Everyone tries to keep us quiet. And I think it's about tim...
