beginning Poem, by Claudia, at My poetic side

but nobody cares when i'm not around

so i'm left to myself and let myself drown

in all those feelings that'll soon fade away

and all that's left is my numb shade

and still, then there'll be nobody around

just like always, they might think i'm fine

but the truth is i'm on the brink of dying

soon there'll be no one left for me to keep on trying

oh, i've waited so much time and still not a change

i keep lying to myself "it'll take few more days"

yet i know deep inside that i'm on my own

and i crave this odd feeling, the feeling of home

now i see it's too much and not meant for all

us who will have to carry on on their own

and you'd say we got used to it through all those years

yet i, still have hope - is it why my heart breaks?

everything makes me know that's all my own fault

my hands turned to blood when i was alone

and my brain still feels like it's about to explode

when i am staring at the ceiling

oh how much i hate my thoughts, how much i hate this feeling

the voice inside my drawer called me every night

i had to resist, yet it was so hard

it never brought joy neither relief

but i felt like i deserved it

the tears by my feet

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Goldfinch60 July 19th, 2021 01:26
One day the voice from that drawer will open into the light that will be in your world Claudia.

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L. B. Mek July 19th, 2021 05:38
'so I'm left to myself and let myself drown'..
sadly
until you find a path, to 'excavate that self-worth'
from 'those drawers you keep repressed and hidden'
'this cycle, you're unknowingly - indulging': shall never
be vanquished, permanently...
and No, dear poet
you are not to blame, of that you can be certain!
But! Dear poet
you still have it in you:
to 'Choose'
to fight
to survive
and realise, all that potential
you've got hidden, inside.
Have faith and strive for that next breath
singed, with self-mined freedom's wilful price
of your newly discovered, sense
of actualised self-pride, in all that you
are, and all
that you can someday: become!

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