I Need To Break Free

Days turn into nights

but my nights last for eternity.

Tears flood my insides

but drench my face

whenever he holds me in his embrace.

Walking around

with a mask plastered in strength

but my eyes hold the truth

that’s hiding behind the walls of my skin.

Refusing to withhold their gazes,

I dodge the judgmental stares

that burn through my spine,

boiling the blood

that races through this ticking time bomb

I call a heart.

My head throbs

as voices echo through my brain,

ricocheting from ear to ear

as my mind prevents the lies

from entering the core of my hearing.

Trapped in a state of boredom,

my days become repetitive.

I long to spend these days

with the one who cradles my heart

in his hands.

The one who will rescue me

from this doom they call reality.

But I’ve seen reality.

It opposes my eternal nights

and the sun shines brighter,

evaporating the warm tears

that once trickled down my cheeks,

staining the face of the body

I once believed was perfect enough.

A place where being strong

was etched in the souls

of those who dwell in the homes

surrounded by the grass much greener.

I will live through these reoccurring days

until the day my angel will carry me away

to the home I pray to stay.