I
have started to wonder what the point of it all
is.
I sit
and wait for life to show me.
To
show me why I am here at all.
Why I
am meant to still be breathing the same air as everyone
else.
Why I
am still walking and talking with life in me at all.
Is it
all a dream?
Is it
all in my head?
Is my
life just the thoughts of another person?
So
until I find the truth behind these blue
eyes…..
I
will simply sit and wait.
For
life to have meaning once again.
I see crimson
tears flowing through snow covered
mountains.
You see blood
running from a wrist.
I see silent
crystal screams falling from a water fall of
pain.
You see tears
flowing from puffy red eyes.
I see confusion and
a lost soul in a cave of despair.
You see a normal
girl with her head down and talking to no one.
No matter how you
see the pain it is still there.
I look in the
mirror and see a ghost of the person I used to
be.
The fake smile
never leaving my face.
The laughter is
nothing but echoes from my screams.
You see my pain
yet never say a word, you stay silent like a winter forest.
I wonder if anyone
can hear me, can see me or even care?
I look back at the
mirror and see the truth.
So why can’t you?
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