Diary of a Poet

Poem No. 1

Obscure Portrait

You're in the midst of giving up but then, you can't help but to fall in the dark abyss.
Then you noticed that you are in a labyrinth with no escape to be found.
You scream for help although you know no one can hear you but you still hope.
You keep on screaming and running until you stumble and fall.
Then everything disappeared, leaving you only with darkness.
Leaving you in the cold damp floor with no one but yourself.
You tried to cry as hard as you can but no tears fall out from your eyes.
You want to let all your hatred out but still, no tears fall.
You felt numb, you felt hopeless, you felt alone.
You tried everything to freed your heart, but you can't.
Then you realized you're already tired, tired of doing everything that you can.
Tired of everything that made your mind in chaos.
Tired of evrything that made your heart in indistinguishable waves.
Tired of crying for everything that made you tenuous.
Tired of those simulated acts to show them that you're strong.
And tired of those counterfeit smiles that decieved a thousand one.
Then all of the sudden, you felt hollow; a body without soul.
You are sitting there, getting to know the darkness.
And later on, you grew to love the ambiance you are in.
You become familiarized with the darkness that surrounds you.
You learned how to stand up again, and you did.
You did, all on your own.
You finally did it.