#diggingdeep
Afraid?
Of what?
Of what's inside of me.
How evil
Dangerous
Destructive
Could it be?
I am my own careful detective
Investigating parts of me
That I myself have hid
For years quite stubbornly
Will I be able to rejoin
All parts of me together?
Will I be able to enjoy
The wholeness then forever?
It's not as easy to put into words
It feels as if I had maybe two hearts
There's one that tries to be so nice
But underneath it lies...
Another one, the dark and rough,
That one was made by times so tough
That really it just cannot smile
It has its own dark heavy style
I'm digging deep to see
My fear is growing though
That's how I managed to ignore
My darkness for so long
But finally, for feelings' sake,
I gotta stop before it's late
I need to see and to admit
Who am I underneath the dry smile
That I have been practicing for a long while
Scared of losing myself?
Maybe.
But I gotta risk it,
Don't I?
After all I just know
That my darkest side
Does deserve the attention
Of my soul and mind
It's a part of me
I'll express it in arts
Before my dry fake smile
Dries out both of my hearts.
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 6:43 PM UTC
Too many eyes watching
Too many ears listening
Too many ideals capsizing
Too many thoughts sinking...
And dreams drowning.
Too many drops fallen
Too many smiles forsaken
Too many times beaten
Too many hearts left shaken...
And promises broken.
Too many questions asked
Too many answers hidden
Too many faces masked
Too many hands bitten...
And people forgotten.
Too many words said
Too many pacts fade
Too many boundaries laid
Too many rules made...
And games played.
Too many secrets entombed
Too many feelings consumed
Too many ill thoughts bloomed
Too many enemies groomed...
And hate campaigns resumed.
Too many...
A plethora too many
Too many...
We choose not to see
Too many...
Taken far too lightly
Too many...
There's just *too many,
too many...*
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 3:42 AM UTC