annieblev

United States

Wannabe poet who should probably stick to realistic fiction. Sum 41 trash.

All The Things We Do Not Say

July 2, 2016

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As you walk across the creaky floorboards at 3 am
Hoping nobody hears
And when they do
You tell them you’re hungry
And leave it at that
But in your mind
You think
Hungry for less fear
Hungry for sleep, which you haven’t gotten in days
Hungry for support from your foes and friends
All the words you will not say
For those who love you
Will also judge you
Go see a shrink!
Drink some hot milk!
Take deep breaths!
Been there, tried that.
But you nod, you say ok
All the words you will not say
For those who love you
Will also judge you
Tip-toeing back to your cold room
Posters hang from walls
Like torn remembrance what used to be
Taking them down would be like ripping memories
Remember what I used to be?
Remember when I could stay up all night willingly?
I used to be that girl dancing ‘till dawn
But now I am the girl afraid to go out to her own lawn
They tell me to go outside
They tell me to stop being so afraid
I tried that, it made me worse
You’re a blockhead for thinking that would work
Heavy drugs, yoga, tea
They all suggest these to me
To help me with my sleep
I think they mean well
I hope they are trying to help
But for now,
Goodnight and farewell.

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