silvernight

United States

hey guys, it's ya girl, silver, back at it again...
she/her
14
slytherin
infj
indian-american
socal

falling

April 2, 2018

i want to fly back
i'm trapped in the future i wove for myself
forever dialing to a number
that doesn't exist

they said everything
i should have never listened

i crumble
just a little
every
single
time
they say they mean it

how…
can you get ready
for something
you never should have to
expect?

it hurts most
when they pretend
with warm hands
and a cold heart
and a mask over their emotions

the visible
you can ignore.
but with actors
you realize
much too late
that they are
toxic.

i heard things
things i wish
i had not heard
because
my stomach sinks
my eyes sting
but i must not
show that
i care

i could be dancing on stars
but i'd still be alone
(they pretended they couldn't see)
the moon among clouds
but not nearly as bright
(but they always did)

in a world of maybes
i know two things:
you can be surrounded by people and still be alone
and that
alone doesn't mean happy

i can't see
everything looks sad under blue-tinted glass

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  • Dani A. Remlap

    I love this poem. The metaphors you used are clear and vivid and I absolutely admire how well written this is.


    almost 3 years ago
  • NakedFacade

    I love the metaphors and this piece.


    almost 3 years ago