They say it’s better to not escape from your emotions and deal with them head on… but if you knew what my emotions put me through, you would say they were sad wrong… always try to stay strong… but I really don’t know if I can hold on.
These emotions pull me in different directions… I try to look in the mirror to see their reflections… pierced my skin with so many injections… which in the end lead to this serious infection… just looking for the button that says ejection.
I’ve been trying my best to escape these emotions for a long time… so many tears I cried… plastering a smiling as a means to survive… act like I’m an animatron and pretend that I’m fine… becoming a full-time job just to be alive.
I see the escape exit door and it’s in arms reach… but my inner demons are pulling me by my legs because they don’t want me to leave because I’m already in deep. I get out of their grip, with one hand on the door, I can see a light from the sun… I see them gaining speed on me, this is my time to make a run, for it.
Such a deeply felt poem... Such forthfullness of letting one know you're OK to feel what you feel and that it's hard sometimes to be upfront with your feelings. But sometimes hiding those emotions only harms instead of doing good for your well-being and having a good, stable future ahead. Well written. Sorry to critique, but just a few tweaks in the last paragraph to have it more cohesive and flow a bit better for it's ending.
The old saying goes and says that, "You can run, but you cannot hide" and so though we all feel as such for our own individual reasons, running is never the answer, or an answer at all ... Looking the pain right in the eye of the reasons why is the only chance we have to live or survive, happily and in peace with the world and ourselves ... That's my take on all you shared that I did feel ever deepest within that part of me that, quite, often feels them same way of each and every day ... But, then, we must move forward in moving on to higher and far better ground in our lives that shall never get better without that effort of having first tried, and second, kept on keeping on ... A very sweet and poignant piece of well written Poetry, by the way ...