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Elizabeth Jun 2014
I feel trapped by my own thoughts
Unable to express the pain my heart feels
In any other ways beyond anger and tears
I once thought of myself as strong
Until I opened my eyes and realized
It was the heavy shell I carry that
Is strong not I
Even with the realization
I climb deeper into my shell
Scared of what I’ve been hiding from
As if breaking free
Only mean the world I’ve built
Will enviably come crashing down
Like a skyscraper built on uneven ground
Just swaying with the wind
Till one too many birds
Decide to perch on top
Of the seemly sturdy structure

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