In The Dark

I smile with pearly whites,

Something I can pull off

well. All those stupid whispers

don't bother me,

but

there is something inside

that no one knows.

Not that I should tell.

Instead of love I breathe

in

oxygen that still keeps me

alive and well. I occupy my

time with random events.

What I miss most is

the

beautiful, warm summers

where I don't have to

smile for anyone. Where

it's mostly light and the

dark

is rarely ever there.

Where I can wear whatever

I want and do whatever I feel

like doing. And still

I'm

Putting up with all the noise

and faces that come up.

People I don't want to care

about. Where I have to hold

my head up high. The

place where I'm not

breaking.

Author's Note

Free verse. You'd have to know me to understand this poem, unless you make up your own meaning.

Reviews

[palcoscenico]

I love the unique set up here- and it leaves a lot open to interpretation, making it accessible to almost anyone.

[Shelby]

That was a very unusual set-up and I really liked it. I don't think I have to necessarily understand it to appreciate it, because I don't know what it means and I really liked it. I'm probably just putting my own meaning to it, but that's okay because I really connected to the feeling and fragility of the speaker. It was very clever and cool. I am duly impressed.