Feelings

Wilson

People ask "how are you" a lot but in reality they don't care. You always say good to stop further questions even though all you want to do is cry and tell them the truth. All you want is for someone to understand but you can never get up the courage to let some one know the truth. You feel like your containing the whole ocean inside one tiny vial. When you get home you go to your room and blare your music so no one can hear you cry. You randomly freak out and scream at people because they tapped your shoulder. "How are you" "im good" "are you sure" "I'm fine" but they still look at you like you are going to explode. All because you let the smile fall. You showed your true emotions. You let the ocean out of the vial and it came out fast falling like a water fall and drowned not only yourself but the one you love.they left you because you bottled up the whole oceans in a glass and it broke. And now theres a mess. You try to rebuild the glass bUT there always a cracked that keeps getting bigger. You can't fix it no matter how hard you try  because theres always that one piece that just won't fit. you lose the person you love. And once you relive that fact the glass just shatters so it will never go back together you try to hold the glass and all it causes is pain. 

  • Author: Wilson (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 12th, 2018 17:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem explains what so many people do evenot though we know it's bad.
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Comments1

  • Lorna

    What I remember about being a teen was an awful lot of confusion that I couldn't figure out - never mind someone else. I'm glad those years went away.



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