Beaconing Silence
I never have the right words to say..
It feels the people i look up to, look at me then look away..
Im not formal enough, nice enough..
just blunt and straight up in a world that's f**ked up
Maybe im like RZA and just dont give a F**k
Might as well go silent as im treated invisible anyway
Like the girl i crushed on in 11th grade..
She only loathed me and made my sky feel gray
My voice doesnt mean anything to anyone as i shout out the pain in black matter
A cosmic stir inside my soul storms and sends my heart beats off course
The sun flares like the ends of my hair, bringing to life my own personal nightmares
A gift to the world for the loneliness i feel
Or maybe its just a coincidence and i need to be blue pilled...
All i know is im breaking on the inside as the outside markings stain my skin
Tattoos from my reminiscence of days spent
Sevens they look like as i ponder it... Skyrim shout words of power..something i wish my soul could do as i hold the pain within
Another perfectly vain, veiny friend.
Another thing they will mock me for im sure
Until the end
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
