Past, Present, Future
My eyes glistening with tears,
But not yet fallen.
I'm crying, but they're silent tears.
I'm crying on the inside so you are unable to see
Fear is a part of life. It is part of the range of feelings that humans experience on a daily basis. In our culture, fear has come to be experienced as negative. However, the truth is that fear is a perfectly normal feeling to experience and we would all feel a lot better if we simply allowed ourselves to feel it fully. If we do not we will have somatic symptoms of fear that are much more painful than simply allowing the feeling to be felt.
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My eyes glistening with tears,
But not yet fallen.
I'm crying, but they're silent tears.
I'm crying on the inside so you are unable to see
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A plethora of predicaments race in my mind at best,
which one can I fathom to ponder about next.
Shall I even think of acting upon what my mind stirs about,
or cry my soul asleep by this never ending drought.
I lay on my bed soaking my pillow with my tears,
I try to remember exactly what it is that I fear.
Is it the passing of time or the love that I lack?
Is it the mistakes that I've made or the fact that I can't bring the past back?
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Hell
There are cracks in the street
They're going to swallow you
Into a deep
There is snow in the air
The coldness reaches my heart
There is death everywhere
My stone heart is tearing apart
I sit here holding deep inside
Feelings that others wish to hide
Confide in me, the troubles go
But in me they grow and grow.
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I've been tainted and shamed
Behind my pretty facade
Impured by lust and passion
Corrupted by silly illusions
I thirst for help before it's too late...
I stand alone in the darkness as I lay...
the might of his fist feels like burning coal...
the power of his kick ordains the soul...
Why do I stay when I want to go?
Is it because I have hope?
Or maybe it is because I don't want to be alone.
...
Suicide tempts me every time I swallow,
all because this destructive life led,
and the paths I follow.
I'm invisible to myself,