I walk on a path deep in a forest and the noise of loneliness fills my head.
I think of all my friends and family that are long since dead.
I listen to the wind blow through the trees, on my face I can feel the warm summer breeze.
My friends know me as a person who makes them smile. If I don't say anything, they question me. It sucks. Behind the laughter or smiles I give people, I am never gonna tell them how I feel....
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There will be dark days,
when you feel alone
with your aching heart
but that doesn’t mean
I think that is true to every person's life, and what he or she needs is patience that brings a glorious morning after a gloomy night. I had also once gone through such dark days, which later...
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It’s cold and it’s dark,
In this place that I hide,
I’ve built up these walls,
I let no-one inside.
I appreciate the honesty and transparency of this important poem. It is very meaningful to me.
I waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but you weren't home.
And I realized that I was alone.
Trust me i know what you a passing through.
Try to be strong dear
Imagine an endless darkness
where the air is filled with pain,
where there are endless cries of torture,
where good is always in vain.
I'm living under a shadow,
No shape, no sound, no time.
A black and white silent film
That haunts a troubled mind.
Unseen, unheard, my voiceless cries
I tell you I'm fine through honeyed lies
You smile and nod, just what you wanted to hear
You don't really care, that much is clear
As a child, I recall, I used to think the coolest thing to be,
truly nothing could be more fun than invisibility.
I could sneak up on my sisters and scare them if I chose.
Untitled - that's me.
I have a name, but it's never used.
I have a mind, but like the rest of me...it's confused
My life is falling apart,
Can't get rid of this fragile heart,
Headache from all the tears,
Restless sleep, thinking about fears.
My heart is but an island
Inside this castaway.
Surrounded by the ocean blue,
I hope to sail someday.
I often walk in early morn
engrossed in time's once new.
with thoughts and dreams of things long past,
the carefree days of youth.
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
He was nowhere around
Where was he to be found?
Hurting
Because no one cares at all.
Crying
Because no one hears me call.
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