Room with a glimpse of light
Window with a glance of fright
Silence with painful screams
Eyes with tears that dryly streams.
Stuck in a loop that feels excruciating
Mostly wondering, why am I still fighting
Trying to pick myself up after left broken
They say, "Scream you pain out", yet no words were spoken.
"I'm here", "I'll listen", "I'll help"... I thought I found my herd
What others don't know is that I want to talk the moment they said those words.
Such sweet gesture, such lovely words, such heartwarming promises
Yet just like some promises, when I was about to let the words out, they turn into ashes.
In a world where everyone has their own problems,
It's either you are helping someone to fix theirs,
It's either someone helping you with yours,
or you are someone else's
I tend to avoid of being a part of this social complication that keeps on going
Like a person who has eyes with blinkers, ears with plugs, mouth with stitches; nothing!
Always reminding myself in my own personal way
"Just shut up!" and if someone asked how I am "Smile and say "I'm okay.""
-12/5/21/12/03-
