And I befriend the shadows, that dance on my wall.
I feel like I'm slipping, towards a greater unknown
An unknown that weeps, that plays with my scars.
I cannot sit and watch myself, fall upon the roses
Whose blood-red petals mock me, and whose thorns pierce my skin.
Time leaves me behind, and sorrow beckons me closer
leading me to a breakdown, coming I don't know when.
Tell me to change, and I'd say to you
If I could then I would, but I just don't know how.
They say that I'm broken, that I need to be fixed
A shattered glass menagerie, begging me give up.
They hold my hand, reciting store bought words of comfort
And all the while I smile, pretending to understand.
Every night, I force myself to sleep
Because tomorrow might be better, I could be worth something.
I don't want to be the one that runs, I want to stand and fight
But my will has disappeared, and at last my courage waned.
My tears have shriveled up, a desert in my eyes
Even when I want to cry, I cannot find the strength.
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I really liked this poem. It was beautifully written. There was a very interesting use of word choice here, and I really admire it. I could relate to this poem, and it helped me better understand what the speaker was feeling. I didn't notice any grammar mistakes. Great job! The flow of the poem was remarkable.
Keep writing,
Nessa
PS I'd be great if you could check out my poem "A Lovely Toll"