21 June 2012
Another old poem I found from my mixed up teenage-ness!
My senses are starved, The food has no taste. Sleep brings no comfort, My days are a waste.
People move through me, Like shadows they pass. I'm trapped in my prison, Of one sided glass.
Outwardly happy, Chatty and fun. But inside im screaming, Inside im numb.
If only they knew, The secrets I hold. The great void-like chasm, Of a trapped, frightened soul.
A soul that crys pain Should know better than to fight But I won't let mine give up I'll make it through the night.
The chasm will heal, And i'll wonder why I felt this way The void will fill, I'll live to fight another day.
Void • Opuss № I