Darkness sits within me,
blocking the answers I need.
Changing me inside forever,
killing my chance to succeed.
My heart, shattered like glass,
lying on the street.
Shards of my dreams
slicing up my feet.
Trying to remember
why I wanted to be free.
Looking for the truth,
finding it so empty.
Everyone around me
thinks I’ve lost my mind.
I sold my soul for love
and it’s left me blind.
I don’t see reality,
but I feel it’s icy breath.
I prefer my dreams
and it scares me half to death.
How can I survive
on something that’s not real?
Twisting in between
the things that I feel.
You never promised me
anything at all,
and stupidity is something
that brought about my fall.
And I’m trying to rebuild,
forget this rage inside.
Erecting this facade
before I can decide.
Trying to pretend
everything’s just fine.
Wondering if I’m brave enough
to try and cross the line.
About the Creator
Debra Herrington
I've been writing since I was 16, I use poetry as a means of expressing my opinions and feelings.

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