The Silent Longing Of Unspoken Words and Voiceless Thoughts

Poetry written by me.

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[IndigoBlu]

What does it mean to be alone?
I am surrounded by darkness, and no one gives a dang. Even though sometimes I give kindness. My insignificance shows for who I am. I feel so alone, no one beside me, so far from home, unable to see. It's like a disease I'm confined to, cutting off my every reach, disabling me to undo. My pathetic way of speech. But I'm learning lot about myself, being alone and doing what I'm doing. Because to me standing alone doesn't mean I am alone. It means I'm strong enough to handle things all by myself.

[IndigoBlu]

Moon light
Dragons play among the night,
Just below the moon's light.
Watch the crackles of the dragons' roars,
Light up the night among the moors.
The Dragons' fire dances with delight,
While it lights up the night's light.
Baby dragons jump and beam,
As the stars come out to play with them.
Dragon scales create the stars,
That are above us so far.
Moon light shines so bright,
So dragons come out to play tonight.

[IndigoBlu]

Abuse
There are wounds that never show on the body, that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.
If the wounds on her heart and the bruises on her soul were translated on her skin, you wouldn't recognize her at all.
I was heart broken, scared, I had a lot of anxiety, I was worried, I felt weak. I had no idea how I was ever going to come up with the strength. But I just closed my eyes and took a blind leap. I knew I had to get out of here.
It's because of you that I wasted so many years feeling worthless. You stole those years from me.
Don't feel ashamed of your story, it will inspire others.
Be careful what you say. You can say something hurtful in ten seconds, but in ten years later, the wounds are still there.

[IndigoBlu]

Depression
I don't think people understand how stressful it is to explain what's going on in your head,
When you don't even understand it yourself.
My only thing that saves me is going to sleep.
But by sleeping the pain away only works because sleep isn't just sleep anymore, it's an escape.
Cause when I'm awake I get flashbacks of things I don't want to remember.
I'm so ashamed of myself. I just feel like I'm, worthless and replaceable.
My silence is just another word for pain, actions speak louder then words.
Cause depression is like a war. You either win or you can die trying.

[IndigoBlu]

Passion?
If passion made things so clear,
Does sorrow just disappear?

If passion made other things like light,
Is sorrow as dark as night?

If passion makes things supposedly easy,
Does sorrow make things strangely hard?

If passion makes things breezy,
Is sorrow supposed to make things uneasy?

If passion gives your heart the beat,
Does sorrow skip that beat?

But, if passion is supposedly a powerful thing,
Then why does sorrow even try competing?

[IndigoBlu]

Light and darkness
The whole world is divided, into two different parts;
One is where it is, and there is all happiness, hope, kindness and light.
The other side is where it is not, and there is dejection and darkness.
Darkness is missing the light,
Happiness is missing the hurt,
Anger is missing the joy,
Jealously is missing the confidence,
Love is missing the doubt,
Hate is missing the peace,
Fear is missing the faith,
and Life is missing the death.
The ingredients of both darkness and light are equally seen in all of us.
The craziness of this world is a result of the human‘s difficultly in coming to virtuous with himself.
Look away.
From the darkness, the craziness, the hurt.
Open your eyes and look at the light.
Just beyond the horizon.
But not me, cause I may see the light doesn't mean I go there, just because I have been through pain doesn't make me walk away from it.

[IndigoBlu]

Darkness
I like darkness.
There's something to the feeling of not knowing your surroundings,
Not seeming the color of things as they appear, but as they truly are.
There's something about the unknown, the quiet, the cold,
There's something unspoken about the dark, something I can never quite put words to.
Something terrifying yet beautiful, but I love it.
Cause normal people have no idea how beautiful the darkness really is and I was in the darkness, so darkness I became.
But I'm a nyctophilia,
I have the love for the darkness/night. Finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness.
Cause hell sent us the most evil disease and we humans called it "love".
Everyone is a moon, that has a dark side which he never shows to anyone.
Until we have seen someone's darkness,
We don't know who they are inside or how they are feeling.
"Monsters are real, ghosts are real too.
They live inside of us, and sometimes they win" - by Stephan King.
I'm not afraid of the darkness or night. I just want to stop thinking,
The devil asked me how I knew my way around the halls of hell. I told him I don't need a map for the darkness I know so well.
The way to get someone or something really well is to visit their darkness. Cause,
The roses have wilted,
The violets are dead,
The demons run circles,
Round and round in my head.
We all have demons, I just choose to feed mine.

[IndigoBlu]

Alone
I might be alone but I'm not lonely,
I smile, but want to cry.
I talk, but wanna be quiet.
I pretend like I'm happy, but I'm not.
I may be lonely and alone, but at least I'm not pretending to be someone else.
Other people may feel lost and alone,
But god knows where I am, he is watching over me.
Caring for me, protecting me.
But he has a good plan,
For your future someday.
I knew it was bad for me, when I woke up in the morning,
And the only thing I looked forward to, was going to bed. Cause I love being alone, it's my home.
People think that the worst thing in life was to be alone, but really it's not.
The worst thing that can really happen in life, is for you to end up with people who will make you feel alone.