![]() Behind the CurtainA Poem by lulu
I’m that type of girl with the needy descent. I hear the voices surrounding me, killing me, so
profoundly. There’s an acidic curtain made out of the strongest built
ever made; It’s suffocating me and I can’t seem to do a single most
thing. I ache so much. It really hurts. I think my brain is
malfunctioning. Or is it the others that do not work? Am I the one with the issue or am I the solution to this
grave?
My head is made out of blocks and it scares me to think, I am actually a walking time bomb ready to beep. I struggle internally. There is black and white, never
baby blue. The colors don’t arise, since I became such a plague. I am decaying inside and simply want help, but I don’t
admit. The light inside of me has gone dim. The traction is gone;
it fell asleep.
I guess, I simply want to be safe and secure. I want to be able to smile and stare at the sky with an
open heart. I strive to be confident in what I love and what I seek. I didn’t know anything before and much less do I know
now. I was always lost growing up. I was the loner and hurting
child. I may have had “friends” but they were never true. I may have had “family” but family doesn’t let one become
so blue.
If one were to search deep inside of me, one would find a
desperate child. I don’t want to be filled with gloom. I want to be
ecstatic and happy, Not scared to really be me. I am a girl who needs you. I simply need somebody, anyone to be my hero, Someone who challenges me yet loves me for who I am. I hate caring for what others think and I know I should
not care. It is so difficult to do what I know must be done. I just can’t let go of my straggling fears.
I hide my wanting for a happy life. I hide my true feelings afraid to be looked down upon. I am miserable and so I hide my hole of sadness too. I pretend to be strong and care less about whatever may
come. People believe I am to be feared, since I seem to know
what I want. They think I am build of muscle and not of soggy cheese. They don’t realize I am nowhere near strong, And I am fighting everyday just to be me. © 2015 lulu |
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Added on June 11, 2015 Last Updated on June 11, 2015 Author
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