How to take them off?
She whispers to me soft.
The cuffs around my wrists, the shackles on my feet.
The heavy burden weighing me down,
Screams in my head i try to decease but no one can hear a sound.
Like a pencil inevitable to break,
Like a blind man oblivious to the dying soul smiling knowing it's fake.
The smell linger the atmosphere with it's depression diffusing from one body to another for God's sake.
The pain one bear in a room full of people yet feel alone,
The friends she keeps saying she'll tell them soon,
The monstors hiding under her bed but is in her head but how can anybody know if the feelings she have are dead
But is it really or is it what she wants people to see?
The suffocation of hiding emotions and stories she's force to delete.
The love she wish she can have but no one can meet.
All she want is the love she gave in return,
But the tyes she refuse to cut leading back to him how can she learn?
Such a heavy load to accept the fact that it was never meant to be
With a latched up heart only one has the key,
I look in the mirror and see the girl that's hiding pain, though the lessons she has gain.
Her mind is an empty numb place though she may seem sane,
I feel like i'm waiting for something in vain.


-dpk