As I looked around, I felt stranded
This World is too busy to notice, too busy to care
I smile for the world,
I pretend to be happy just for the few people I care,
I have everything around, and everything beyond,
This endless abyss is the web I spinned around me,
Now suffocating me to the core, as every breathe I took making me to choke,
The tears are long drained, now all I left with is a void,
The charade which I'm used to,
Hide, avoid and pretend
Than being a burden.
The luxuries around were mocking the void inside me,
Every bite of food was heavy to swallow
As I laid on bed, the sleep was long gone
When they nudged my shoulders laughing, "You are lucky to have everything"
They failed to notice,
My quivering lips, empty eyes and shivering hands, as I said "Yeah am fine"
YOU ARE READING
RA's Poetry
PoetryEvery word has a meaning, every words has a cause. A word from me can heal your heart or tear it apart. I choose wise, wishing you do the same.
