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Oct 2013
When I see the roaches crawling,
the disgust can be hidden by fascination and understanding.
Besides,
they clean themselves after touching our skin.

I have been through things many have not and yet I still feel like nothing more than a boy walking alone down a hallway filled with people who know exactly what they want.
I think that this hallway is not meant for me and yet all the doors lead to classrooms that teach lessons proven wrong long ago.

"Come with me and I will show you something more than this, just be careful where you tread because the fire I hold does not give off much light."

I am not a broken boy by any means and I love with all of my heart.
If only I knew in which direction to send my love.
I am ******* and I want to ****.
I think this clouds my judgement and the walls around me turn into film that plays an image not yet created.


I am so confused when the world is going east when I am going west.

If you think I have forgotten you, there is a grave mistake...

A lesson I have learned is I'm a burden when I burn.
The ones I hurt stay close inside and I become a sin to hide.

Please don't run away because my bones are weary and I couldn't begin to chase.
Let me whisper something secret and that smile will pour across your face.


I hide for now, but I'm still me...
I promise.
BarelyABard
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