Sophia

Sophia Nov 2013

Alone

My loneliness is like a hole.
The suffocation of reality digs it deeper
and deeper.
I search for dirt to fill it
but I just keep falling.
The ground collapses
just as I start to walk away.
I fall into a tunnel of darkness.
Alone.
Always Alone.

My friends, my family, my peers,
they look down the hole where I lay.
But no one sees me there.
They are oblivious to me.
Oblivious that I'm trapped.
Oblivious that I'm afraid.
Unaware of me screaming their names.
I am alone.

(s.d.)

Sophia Oct 2013

Nostalgia

I made it through another day
in my freezing room
on scraps and pieces left behind.

The utter reality of my heartbeat
is the only thing that assures me
I'm actually a part of this world.

You ask me what my monster is,
well silly you,
my monster is myself.

And here I am
left wandering in my own world
full of pain and nostalgia.

Sophia Oct 2013

Overthinking

Over thinking is what kills you.
It fools your emotions.
It warps your thoughts.
It mocks your past.
Or maybe,
it just releases whats bottled up
inside your delusional brain.
It gives away your safe house,
like hide and seek it finds you.
It knows your weaknesses
and slowly
but surely
*kills you.

— The End —