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Apr 2018
This right here is my heart in rhyme
So I'm taking my time
I'll lay out my feelings
Inner peace I've been lacking
Thinking of the way I almost ended it all
Thinking of how in hell I could fall
I'm scared to inhale
Mentally drowning in a well
Can't explain in words the pain I felt
I'm made harden, can't let you see me melt
What's the point of swimming in the liquor
Iā€™m right at home the effect in me just languor
Emotional *** at its peak boils
Can't hold it in, it don't fit the foils
Sick in tired of all the hiding
I'll walk around eyes balling out crying
Not for the attention
No need for affection
nor the subject of your reflection
I will let you see my tears
your judgement, no longer part of my fears
I was out here spending years
Scared of how you'll be affected by my tears
Thinking your incapable, ain't that your fears?
While I crippled myself broken for years.
Know for my torment I'm taking time
Glimpsing my life in these sort of rhyme.
Anselme St-Vil
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Anselme St-Vil  21/F/Brooklyn
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