Collection of My Works

Small Dark Room

Small Dark Room 

Nobody likes me. I’ve heard that many times.

The yelling and curse words, telling who I am

And who I will be

Coming from the enemies while

I walk down dark tunnels of my own life.

My family has been oblivious

To what has been happening to me.

The words being spoken

Not to my face,

From people I don’t even know.

I lock myself in my room, silently sobbing

Telling myself it will be okay.

Everything grows quiet in my small room

The nagging feeling telling me to escape inside the internet world,

But only to come back the way I started.

I don’t even know why I’m here breathing,

waking up everyday,

When I can be happy for once in another world.

I know I can take away this pain I feel everyday

With just one press of a trigger.

People eat me up, piece by piece

Until they can just throw me down the garbage disposal.

"Just a waste" they say.

What did I even do to those people? 

Not knowing, is one of the worst scenarios.