NaiveA Poem by mess of gorgeous chaosReality is a bomb that has dropped on me And now my shoulders are dropping too My movements become zombie-like My whole body is weighed down, attempting to forget you I notice the pale faces and dull eyes of others, comparable to mine But I cannot tell that my own gloom is also outwardly shown I go on with claws digging in my heart Wrongingly believing that to others my helplessness is unknown I see their ghost faces and I can tell they are miserable even without their confession I don’t realize I quietly mirror the same expression I don’t realize their minds fill with question The same thoughts that I hold in secret possession I was naïve enough to let a person control if I feel free Instead of the valleys, fields, birds, or the sea I was naïve enough to think I was alone But others have felt this too, and my heart, it can be sewn © 2017 mess of gorgeous chaosReviews
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1 Review Added on March 2, 2015 Last Updated on August 30, 2017 Authormess of gorgeous chaosAboutElizabeth; 16 Art God Converse Internet Coffee Music ~Bands -I The Mighty, Breaking Benjamin, Nirvana, Pierce the Veil, Mayday Parade, Of Mice & Men, All Time Low, Paramore, Fall Out Boy, A Da.. more..Writing
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