Seeing In The Dark

Fri, 09/29/2017 - 01:22 -- IvyInk

Trapped, feeling of emotions that you cannot express. Time breaks down. You see yourself as unwanted flesh that's slowly decomposing into nothingness. If I were to disappear would anyone truly notice? The world mechanically moves forward with chaotic motions and many are already blind. Blind to see. Blind to touch. Many blind in being able to comprehend for themselves, let alone being able to break down walls and truly understand beaten down raw emotion. My body, beaten down by years of tormenting yet reoccurring abuse. My mind transmits artistic energy that no one cares to see. My tears flow more like a river, which I barricade behind sheets when the lights go out. I'm numb. My insides are twisted and turning as nerves tingle with expectation. No one cares. No one sees. No one desires the long haul of being there. Alone in the dark and forgotten.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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