I wish I could tell you
I was doing okay
the words and emotions
would be one in the same
I want to smile and feel
the happiness rush through me
what a world it would be
if my emotions followed
the words that I wished
them to be.
There are days
You won't find me
I left my puppet
far behind me
hidden in that hole
in my head
curling up naturally
waiting for things
to get back to
how they are
supposed to be.
I despise all the little wretches
who believe they are always right
I hate the overwhelming feeling
of steam burning from my ears
The frustration as it burrows
a painful hole in my flesh of a heart
I am cut to pieces when people make
me feel as if I am the crazy one
this is a godforsaken world
of dreamers and cheats
who will lie to make anything real
and reel in their sorrow when it
turns out is was just a nightmare
I hope in the many helps they wake
up with their fingers and eyes burning
knowing this is reality.
Living in a snow globe
calmly staring
the world convulses
beneath me
I have nothing to offer
there is no music
between the swaying
there is
isolated laughter
gazing on
as the snow fell
delicately came to rest
upon my solemn head
to forever be
looking out
my world rocking
the snow falling
imagining how
it must feel
to perish
"You will have to read it to me someday."
"I swear it is a wonderful book about you."
"If its about me. I cannot figure out how that could be."
She crawled into the quiet shell
comforting herself with familiarity
hiding from the world she pretended
it was as empty as her heart felt
as painful as her throat when
she swallowed back the tears
as sorrowful as the water
running quietly down the pillows
slowly absorbed while she
choked on her own sadness
coughing up what little she had
as she paled and flushed
attempting to get the air
her body desired in its
dreary and weakened state
it was tiring
I'd give up everything
just to make you content
but it isn't my fight
or my gift to give
You gave up everything
without even looking
or acknowledging
what others would
give for you
We gave up
because we thought
we were selfless
but reality can lie
to you
He said he loved me
but there was a difference
I said I love him
but did I mean it?
We didn't know
what it truly was
Why we say it
and what it entailed