Inside me there’s a deep pain,
I bleed it out,
All my silent screams go in vain.
I have to shout.
I feel chocked and tired,
My eyes are blurry,
Like inside in all wired.
My mind is in a hurry.
Am I broken?
Hurt and shattered?
All my thoughts go unspoken.
My will is tattered.
I never feel like I belong,
Just something inside,
Tells me I’m all wrong.
How many times have I cried?
As I sit here and type this rhyme,
I can’t help but to be sad.
In this, my most creative time,
Have I gone mad?
These are my silent words,
My voice strung along,
Just like the birds,
And their daily song.
Nikole is my name,
Now go ahead!
Take aim…
This moment I dread.
I am as you see…
Interpret me as you want,
Go ahead tease and taunt me.
Is this that what you want?
I can’t help but to feel sadness,
But that’s just me,
This is my madness,
Its how I must be.
I guess I have to take some blame,
This is what I’ve become,
But my father was never in the frame.
He was nothing but scum.
Am I crazy, what do you think?
See it as what you want,
But I know I’m still on the brink…
I cant take the daunt…