Void

alivia

I don't want to be here

No, I don't want to be there.

I want to go to a place called nowhere.

I'll lay in the pitch black room and stare...

Hoping that one day someone will genuinely care.

 Will they be in time to save me?

Or will I be emerged with doubt,

found in with a dark cloud that's pronounced.

I thought I found a way out...

So tired of these damn illusions.

I always attract the broken!

So many of thoughts of mine are unspoken.

My faith in everyone is low.

My open mind to everything is closing,

I feel tears rolling...

I'm curled up under the blankets.

My eyes won't open for there are too many emotions.

Now im bound in this horrific moment... 

Although, deep down I don't want anyone to notice,

So I leave the pitch black room with a bright artificial smile.

No one sees the difference.

Their egocentric blinded eyes stop them from focusing.

Because with their problems, I deal.

I listen with my mouth sealed.

I've learned that my input doesn't matter,

they have selective hearing.

Don't you dare say something that's unflattering.

I want everyone to leave me alone so I can heal,

My job here and there is to be the shoulder, it has been revealed.

My own emotions I don't want to feel.

I'm so lost, nothing feels real.

 

 

 

  • Author: A.Green (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 2nd, 2018 13:50
  • Comment from author about the poem: Yes, I'm okay now. I hesitated with posting this one due to it's very personal content. But I'm pretty sure someone out there feels the same. Nothing's better than having someone relate to you.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 19
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  • LIGHT WARRIOR

    It sounds to me like you may be a light warrior like myself...we tend to get ourselves so caught up in everyone else's drama that our own lives suffer the consequences and it will continue to happen because of our need to help others..it's not an easy job...never hold back when you write...not even a little bit..and don't worry about wether or not you are going to please the other readers...my writing is extremely controversial and they either love it or hate it but I never hesitate to put anything out there...read some of my manuscript and you will see for yourself...anyway, I thought this was good, but I can tell you may have have hesitated when you wrote it because, once again, it's that need to cater to others that we were born with...take care and keep writing



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