It's Stuck Inside

I am so f*****g tired.

I want to be done; with everything.

It's like I've been screaming as loud as I can, and still, nobody hears me.

Nobody is ever listening.

And, if by rare chance, 

they hear my voice,

they still don't hear my words.

Making me feel crazy.

Answering questions I never asked.

Replying to statements and accusations that have never even floated on my tongue!

Why am I so invisible?

People may see my shell, 

My physical vessel..

But I'm starting to come to terms with the fact that nobody cares to hear

the screams..

the echoes..

the poems, stories, encouragements

that, in time, have begun

to overflow the empty spaces inside me.

Reviews

[Quiet_Sunset]

the raw emotion here in the lines is really good :)