Standing in the field and watching the stars
Planets
Moon
Talking about nothing listening to sprinklers.
Singing a line until it hurts too much and I fall silent
It’s too heavy.
No one should get to the point I got to alone.
I don’t want anyone else to go there.
Instead I felt these fingers pointing like
You’re a liar
And trying to pull everything apart in order to prove I was wrong
Without ever asking and I thought it was clear.
It doesn’t get better after getting to this point every day is this tightrope walk and watching every step
Rethinking every word
Trying to keep to this set of rules or else what if I fail but I don’t even know what I should be doing
But every time I asked
What does the world need?
I fell into it entirely by accident and the moment the thought hit I was torn to my very core
Curled up screaming from fear because that story is a nightmare followed by failure and betrayal.
No one saw me going, perhaps no one noticed where I was going
And when I got there
Instead of someone seeing that I was somewhere terrible I was left
To my own
Devices.
Over and over,
Standing here, or there, or counting down the time I can think of things that break my heart while putting on a smile and
Have a good evening
Here’s your food.
He doesn’t love me
My heart cried while I smiled away.
She lied to me.
But I don’t know about how much.
What was written was thoughts as they came and went a river of thoughts.
Wasn’t trying to proclaim myself the one on top or the victim just
Trying to sort through these
Midnight thoughts and memories and things I couldn’t verbalise but were eating me from the inside I
Didn’t know feelings could be lies.
These days the music hurts,
Either because the words are sharp and I am so intent on being the one to blame that every word is like a blade or
They sing of things I don’t know anymore
Friends, family, love.
And all I wanted to do was express my love, and then I fell hard and there was no one to pick me up.
Help me get off the ground.
Instead like a wall the silence grew
A wave that came from the fear of being hated
That only cemented into this shape of self doubt and hatred.
Second guessing every word because I hated
Me.
And when I tried to love me and thought I’d found something,
I really thought he was the one,
And that there was supposed to be something
With these people but I still don’t know why.
But no one dared
No one dared
Disturb the silence.
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