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Feb 2018
I walk about and wander the roads invisible to all or so it seems,
Although I wonder if my tears were blood would all of those same
people stop and see this pain that is within me or stay silently simmering with
heartaches of past and present ofΒ the near and far including here and there, That sits inside me year after year. Life and Death why so cut and dry ? because I believe I am somewhere in between alive appreciating life but walking dead from time to time more often than not numbness surrounds,Toxins inhaled and another **** child's meltdown to steer So loud in my f'ing ear!!
Why can't I just get the **** outta here?!!

This skin I'm in is wearing thinner and thinner so what shall I do?
Borrow some from a friend or maybe even you?!! Nah I wouldn't even dare! Cause with the moods I am in I'd tell ya to get the " F " out of here!! .

I walk about breaking with each step I take the messed up part is half the time
I don't know what the Crap is wrong with me!! I just feel like screaming, crying,Carrying a heavy heart sadness over
many Losses of life and friends adrift moved away from me now text text text and those social media sites are a F'ng joke same with Skype that will not hold onto me or hug me tight wiping my tears away with encouraging words!! Long distance ***** so yes while those sites are convenient they'll never reach out and grab you.

If our pain were to show in physical way
how deformed our appearance would be? .
Luckily we've got make up and pretty clothes
to dress our lies and darkness in a technicolor
Beautifying it with extra bling bling
choosing to ignore to keep on
falsely living but there is still hope,
Realize your pain unwrap it show it
because we humans are all rip & torn
internally.
BE
KIND
Genevieve
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Genevieve  41/F/Oregon
(41/F/Oregon)   
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