3AM

Mon, 10/31/2016 - 17:17 -- Kanalia

I was stuck in this 3AM daydream
where the music was faded through water,
and I couldn't hear my screams.
I was caught in a cage with all borders closed.
Tolerance was terrifying,
but I already knew.

I lived in a summer
mixed with winters my whole life,
but when the snow came,
the sun failed to bring its light.
Slowly, but surely,
it filled me whole,
but my heart was hardened from the start,
so it was okay to fall.

I was no longer in heaven or I was in hell,
so I stayed in purgatory as a broken shell.
I let the cold storms come freeze me to ice,
so when it passed once again I finally hoped it died.

IDIOT.

My voice failed to bring in joy.
My songs could no longer be heard.
My own disappointment and anger swelled up inside,
and my dreams screamed louder so my past could hear
all the hate and lies that rang so clear.

Yet the music never let go.

As the days went by, it became louder
and louder
and LOUDER.
YOU CAN DO IT.
BELIEVE IN YOURSELF.
ILL BE WITH YOU.

Thank you.
I thank you so much.
I thank you for changing me.
I thank you for becoming the friend that never let go.
Thank you. 

This poem is about: 
Me
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