quiet i sit alone in my room thinking and thinking until i make myself cry quiet i sit i speak only inside my head i drive myself mad all the time so much it makes me sane quiet i sit out in the rain soaking in the gloom leaking out the pain growing cold under the black clouds i leave and search for warmth quiet i sit far away from the fire afraid it will burn me scar my skin that covers my damaged soul i would rather freeze than feel the fire of hell as i have felt it before licking my mind quiet i sit cold and beaten waiting to heal waiting for someone to open my mouth to quiet the war inside me to show me my hope will bring me throughBirth sign: Aquarius
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