The Room of Myself
I just I need to spill this for everyone to know,
That my emotions I have are starting to crack the dem,
In which I pour them into to seal away now,
The crack is bigger then ever I see my soul next to me,
I told so many poems I pour my heart into,
Now the soul I have fading to a string we hold,
I don't know what's happening me.
The river in which I seat by is over flowing,
My feet are wet to moment the water knee high,
So I try to seal them once again to fix this crack,
But the impact is to big to fix this mess so much mix emotions I confess,
I try to hide away in the unknown but my soul is screaming,
To come home but I'm afraid scary to share my true feelings,
That's why I write only at night you can see me,
Telling my stress the mess that's holding my soul to be the best?,
Lost in the dem in which my fears finally understand,
The weakness to myself--
So how can I fix this I'm not alone?
But I am for myself is hollow home I made,
The shadows now know one thing I keep away,
Emotions.
Why. Why. Why?
My thoughts are fading an I try.
But end up here so why?
Is the dem finally breaking all the emotions bottle up shaking out now?
My heart and subconscious are running.
Friends try to help but I'm too broken to even tell where to start.
Immediately I feel I'll absolutely be here in the black hole of my mind.
Trying to stop my emotions from breaking the fourth wall.
Now it's to late for I feel I ain't living right.
Just want to cry as the rain fall,
For the pain that remains inside,
All the time I sit here at night to decide.
Written: 10/29/15
Copyright © Daniel Perez | Year Posted 2015
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