going deaf to the sight going blind to the pain keeping myself awake at night praying to the heaven to the stars to anyone that would listen to my cries music pounds in my head drowning out the thoughts of reason the thoughts with meaning clear something up for me how can someone so normal to the naked eye seem so screwed up in the inside how can someone fake a smile and fool others damn if I know who’s fault is it who are we to blame for being faces with no name someone walking in a crowd never raising our voices never allowing to be heard never given a choice blending in well with others fathers, children and mothers grandmothers, aunts uncles and so on a life we can never call our own part of a whole empty alone solitude going blind to the sight going deaf to the pain blocking out shutting the doors locking out all the rest becoming obsessed looking for a purpose a reason to feel like me to feel so damn crappie trying to remain calm on the outside with my brown eyes and fake smile trying not to cramp up on the inside trying not to slip no purposeBirth sign: Aries
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