In the broad daylight
My tears are falling
Rolling down the petals
Like the dewey drops in the morning
To refresh the roses
But to stain my cheeks
I'm so far away
From everything I held dear
Zigzagging lines is how I see my way
My heart trembles
At the strings of the guitar
My mind is madness
Like the wild fires on the ground
I can't control what becomes of me
I'm way too lost in my world
For my hazy thoughts are troubling
My sight has failed me
I grew used to this blindness
They say in everything there is glory
Well what do you make of this
I'm not trying to deny my blessings
For that I'm gracious
But I can't deny
That in this place isn't where I want to be
So many hardships to face
So many stressful nights I couldn't sleep
If only I can see home again
Friends and the people I call family
I've got people all around me
But the strangers' faces are indeed scary
The torturous agony living in such despair
Can't believe I've lost what was mine
I dont want someone to understand me
I want to know is there someone who'd listen

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The Words I Speak
PoetryWhile I'm silenced out there I'll speak my mind in here This reputation of the quiet Just let it disappear I've got a lot ahead of me Many things that I fear As I'm walking down this road I can finally see things clear . . . . . The Words I S...