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I hesitate. Replaying your comment in my head. Say something. Say anything. Speak up. Speak OUT. But enough though I want to, I don't say anything. I don't.
You speak words at me, but words mean little. You tell me things I don't want to hear, things that break me down. You tell me things I only dreamed of hearing,
It is futile to cling to something so fictitious. The world fades away. White.
The hidden name behind this faceThe memories that time cannot erase.Things no one wants to know,Are things I whisper, quiet and low.Things that may not seem much-A gentle hand, her soothing touch.
Come, Sit down and view my world Let me take you in They say my name As if it is I that should be ashamed. And yet, I win another battle
A soul of paper:
Days, Weeks, Months, They pass. And I wait. I wait on you. I wait on a FaceTime, A call, Some word. But you don't call. You don't FaceTime, You send no word.
The pain of my unspoken mind The bitterness of my unspoken truth The chains of my exasperating fears The loss of my god forsaken youth My heart lies beneath my honest intentions
People are trying to be the next big thing, trying to out do the each other like we are in a race, conforming to what we think the world wants,
A light coral stains her pale cheeck
I know you know my struggles; I know you my pain So there's no need explain why I'm emotionally drained I'm feeling deranged; living in shame; Going insane, losing my brain
Is Fear the feeling that you get when you can’t stand on your own two feet when challenges comes your way? Is Fear darkness that surround your world and make your eyes can’t see the light?
I live in a dream My own reality I live in a meadow Where I find myself I live on a balcony My own aerial view I live in tomorrow My own today
At certain times The human brain allows us to believe falsified things