Sorrow and pain
Monotonous things
They greet me
Each day
I should be used to it
Always there
Somewhere
Without fail
Each day it's new
Gut wrenching
Uncontrollable
I want it to stop
They don't notice
I try to tell them
They look right past it
So I write
The words display them
My emotions
Vanishing from my cage
But just temporarily
To create such morbid stories
It's my web
The only way to convey them
They're my key
Without words
I can't be free
Without a voice
Free isn't a choice for me
Without my secret words
They consume me
Boiling and festering
Until I can't anymore
The strength I build
My web of lies
It unravels
I'm a shell of the past