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It still haunts and keeps me anxious when silence comes in the form of uninvited guests at night, invoking the sense of melancholy deeply; like a salt rubbed on a fresh wound. Part of me still wishes to turn back the time and rewrite the story, part of me aches for TABULA RASA~ a state of blank mind. And part of me is still reeling on the nightmares which was my reality; while I was still trying to hold a grip over my sanity. Monster exist in humans and sometime they're insidious like cancer. They eat you slowly while you're still unaware of the symptoms that you had to compromise with. The more you compromised and adjusted, the more it gave them the chance to deteriorate your worth. I wore a smile and wore my mask of resilience so well that silently I bore the pain, while I was dying inside, yet nobody could see it with naked eyes. And yet, I was blamed for all the repercussions I had to deal with. And while the monster lurks around freely, I still walk on the path courageously, with fear but I'll keep walking on, even if it means to be alone. Freedom is a lonely road. ๐Ÿ‘ฃ
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May 11, 2022
May 11, 2022 at 1:08 PM UTC
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It still haunts and keeps me anxious when silence comes in the form of uninvited guests at night, invoking the sense of melancholy deeply; like a salt rubbed on a fresh wound. Part of me still wishes to turn back the time and rewrite the story, part of me aches for TABULA RASA~ a state of blank mind. And part of me is still reeling on the nightmares which was my reality; while I was still trying to hold a grip over my sanity. Monster exist in humans and sometime they're insidious like cancer. They eat you slowly while you're still unaware of the symptoms that you had to compromise with. The more you compromised and adjusted, the more it gave them the chance to deteriorate your worth. I wore a smile and wore my mask of resilience so well that silently I bore the pain, while I was dying inside, yet nobody could see it with naked eyes. And yet, I was blamed for all the repercussions I had to deal with. And while the monster lurks around freely, I still walk on the path courageously, with fear but I'll keep walking on, even if it means to be alone. Freedom is a lonely road. ๐Ÿ‘ฃ
" You are so brave and quiet I forgot you are suffering. " ~ Ernest Hemingway
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May 11, 2022
May 11, 2022 at 1:08 PM UTC
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