You Will Never Understand

You Will Never Understand

A Poem by Maskedthoughts

Pale moonlight illuminating the world

Frigid air filling my lungs

Thoughts of you encompassing my mind

All my demons close in on my soul; all my anxieties sew my veins shut

I need to run, I need to hide

I can never decide

Where to go, who to be

I always feel trapped, stuck

My chest starts to cave, my breathing quickens and pace

I need to push myself to limits unknown

I need to go to the very edge before I turn around

 Need to make myself feel the extremes

That’s something you will never understand about me

I need to occupy my mind

I need to dream of other places

I need to distract myself from my reality

That’s something you will never understand about me

You will never understand me

And that’s fine because

I don’t understand myself

© 2013 Maskedthoughts


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I totally love this! Mainly because I can relate so well. The words you used are perfect.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Maskedthoughts

11 Years Ago

Thank you!
Actually, I do understand this concept...you tend if you live it.
A potent piece that, even though it's put out there for all to see, few will still comprehend.
"Walk away, just walk away....it's been fine to know you...walk away, just walk away"

Thanks for the share

Posted 11 Years Ago


Maskedthoughts

11 Years Ago

Thank you for taking the time to read this and understanding it :)
Antoñyo

11 Years Ago

No, thank you...and the quote was not to you, it's a line from an old unfinished song, meaning "I wi.. read more
Maskedthoughts

11 Years Ago

Wow I really love that!

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