My Inner Demons
If only you could see,
The things that roam inside.
They wander and creep from one corner to another.
They want to introduce themselves to you,
But get stopped at the gate.
Mouth wide open,
But unable to pass.
Mind crowded,
Trying to escape.
But out comes nothing.
The chaos in my head,
The rawness of my wrists,
The dryness of my lips
That fail to utter a word.
"I'm sorry", I repeat.
I have so much to share but the best I can manage is a brief and quiet
"I love you"
Inbetween the long expanses of silence.
That's all there is anymore.
The misleading silence.
Makes no sound to you
As it screams in my face.
If only you could see
If I could make you hear,
Make you feel.
Walls caving in,
This pain is unmatchable.
Copyright © Wildflower Chaser | Year Posted 2014
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