The Things I Cant Say
My eyes are closed but I can still see
Visions of lost dreams begin to fade away
Leaving one image lingering behind shown only to me
A hard shell with a soft heart
Appearing to be unbreakable
Yet it’s fragile and falling apart
Trying to find the pieces that I need
Unsure of what it is that I long for
Uncertain if it will still hurt when I bleed
A numbness spread inside me which I can not mend
It lives with sorrow and loneliness
My eyes are still closed as I simply pretend
Pretend to not be affected and pretend not to care
Pretend not to notice
When I am being suffocated by my own air
Unable to describe this feeling I now carry inside
It is almost as if I feel nothing
Because a part of me has died
The strength which once carried me has now disappeared
It slowly faded away
And was replaced by loneliness and everything I feared
Surrounded by people who haven’t the slightest clue
That as I laugh I hold back tears
And there is nothing they can do
The tears are never noticed because I refuse to let them show
I walk amongst you smiling
But inside I’m a stranger that you’ll never know
A stranger to myself with emotions that I can’t explain
At times I feel foolish
And other times I feel insane
I do not understand these feelings that I live with everyday
I turn to pen and paper
And write all the things I can not say
Copyright © Danielle Brunelle | Year Posted 2018
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