Confidence is going out in short shorts
With legs a gradient of egg white to fried egg
Too bad this yolk will not break
Trapped in the shell eternally.

The love I hold, tempered by my anger.
I see so much, and yet I cannot take.
Ears they burst from never ending clangor.
The smile I show is oh so very fake.

The care I clench forced me as a hermit.
Buried within this pristine outer shell.
Hatred abound, and the news confirm it.
Would not show my face till the devil fell.

For wishing someone would come to save me,
I love the world. Alas, I hate myself.
The world outside seems to be so crazy.
That’s why I leave the Bible on the shelf.

Oh, God! Oh, God! I pray for your guidance.
But I’ve become cozy with your silence.

Thirteen years ago, something changed.
It altered my personality and made everything a stressful decision.
I let fear take control and I became a shell of my former self.
I must admit; It nearly broke me.
The important word there is, nearly.
It didn't break me and I won't let it.
I control my life.
I will not be controlled by fear and negativity.
I have one shot at life, I will not take it for granted and I will push myself.
Whether it's by writing or raising mental health awareness, I will try and show that mental health isn't a life sentence.
There is help out there.
It does get easier.

I feel empty when I read
I feel empty when I write this poem
I feel empty when I am in the classroom
I feel empty when I look at the stars
I feel empty when I do not hear your song from your piano
I feel empty when I walk on the street
I feel empty if I do not hear your voice
I feel empty when you are not with me

Without you, I'm just an empty poem

Inside this shell
I will no longer see
The sun wrapping the fading moon
Indomitably defying the wolf's groom
Slowly kissing the ***** on the high
Til its glory & brilliance burst in the sky

Inside this shell
I will no longer hear
The descant of the birds
Sitting on the shivering trees
Whether they're happy or sober
Doesn't matter which sounds better


Inside this shell
I will no longer see
How the mist of the morning dew
Gives breath to the flower anew
After the Night showered tears upon
Beautiful crystals on the lawn it has become

inside this shell

I choose to be alone
Because i am not that strong
That people thought me I am
And the agony can stay until I say
Even if the pain goes thru my vein

I am tired to prove myself
So I'd just hide inside this shell
And I'd live the life I want
And not what others tell
As I am drained in  complete exhaustion
Living someone else' expectations

I have helped others like a candle
My flame lighted their way
But while their path is getting bright
Mine is becoming dark
And slowly my light is fading
The white candle is now melting...