So you saw it huh?
Yeah...
That's right.
Me.Pathetic ain't I?
Hiding behind the smile,
Camaraderie,
With friends.
Acting like am strong and there for you.
When in fact, all I want to do,
Is weep.
It's like I'm scared to show you...
I am fragile too.Am not strong.
And certainly not brave.
I have no scars...
No...
What I have are wounds.
Big, gaping holes...
All over me.And they still bleed.
I've always been needy.
Always been soft.
The coldest of the cold,
That's me.
A complex mix.I smile at the weirdness in my head.
And laugh with my insecurities like we're friends.
But in the end,
I'm just a human,
Who seeks freedom.I act tough...
Keep to myself.
I claim to love the dark...
I want to be alone, I say.
When in fact,
I want you to notice me.I befriend everyone,
Yet,
I know no one.
I'm always alone.
Off...
Somewhere in my head.Staring at stars,
Listening to the breeze.
That's me,
I think.
That could be me up there.
Not alone.
With many friends like me.But even when am with people like me,
Am still alone.
So I guess it's me.
I just can't fit.I don't dream anymore...
I learned not to.I planned a life for me.
It included a wife and kids.
But now,
I look back and see...
That's just fantasy.You're young they say.
Ha!
You don't know the half of it.I haven't been through much to be honest.
Just a few heartbreak and an overabusive childhood.
But already,
My mind had become so....
Cynical.I'm drowning in my fears...
But I don't want escape.
Who will help me anyways?
I'm just the tall black, fool.
I make you happy and comfort you.No need to worry bout me.
I'll just be jumping off this bridge.Down there looks so nice.
It's quiet.
It's peaceful.
There,
I don't need to worry about who I am,
Or who likes me.
I'd be too overcome with my pain,
With my anguish.I guess I'm craving damnation.
Crawling towards my own condemnation.
It's not you...
It's me.Afterall,
I am a weak-minded human being.I'll puff on last time...
Drink you good bye.
And then I'm off to jugement land...
I hear that,
That's home.Home...
I like the sound of that.
I'm going.
Definitely I am.
Bye world.
It's been great knowing ya.
I'll be off now.Go...
Going...
Gone.....Going to tell the devil,
And my demons...
Hi!
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Azrael's Whispers
ПоэзияPoems with a deep meaning... Naaahhh!!!! I started writing these poems because, books were not cutting it for me! So much is bottles up inside of me and the fact that I can have a pretty dark and morbid imagination didn't help! Then I heard "Therapy...