Poems

For them To Create Bliss

With a messy mind, a broken heart,

Shattered dreams and I'm pulled apart,

Laying all in pieces, I don't even feel anymore,

I'm locked in, laying on the floor.

Feeling too much and yet feeling so numb,

Keep on falling down till I've forgotten how to get up

Can never say what's on my mind

For that would be rude and way to unkind.

To all those others with battered souls

And all those hearts with open wounds

Not a single soul should know what I mean, or feel what I feel,

Suffer in silence, I tell myself, All the hurt you feel you must conceal.

Don't let it show, you don't want to seem weak,

I'm paranoid of the advantages they may they might take and the shunning I'll receive

I tell myself to stay low, but I can't stop myself from making them see

How they can grow and be what they want to be

And though I can show them the beauty that they are

I look in the mirror and tear it apart

Is that what it has come to now? Existing for others not myself

Is that what I am meant for, ripping myself to shreds

I get how it is, I ruined myself for them to create bliss