Tread carefully,
Follow me,
We’ll walk in circles.
Get lost with me,
Only to find we never left.
Make peace with me,
Until there are no pieces left.
You are soft spoken,
but your words come out
Jagged, broken,
Like shards of glass,
Along the hardwood floor.
Barefoot but,
I’ve walked through worse before.
I’m flattered that you thought
You could hurt me,
I am flat, expect the worst,
I’ve dreamt it every night
I wrestle with my darkest thoughts.
Tricked by the night, into
Thinking i am awake
And sane
I’d laugh if i could,
Or cry, or scream,
At the perfect frustration,
Of waking up from endless dreams.
It would seem i sleep all the time,
But am never rested.
I walk around as if,
Everyone is asleep,
Carefully,
So as not to disturb,
Disrupt, their calm
Self reflective peace.
But a small part of me
Wants to make a scene,
And see the fear in their eyes
As they scramble to remember
Their lines,
Shallow comfort, condescending
Hugs and glances,
Sideways smiles,
Nervous shifting and,
It’s as if they think,
They know a secret,
And i’m left out,
But i realize they are clueless,
And just as deluded as I,
Without a doubt
I can see through
False laughter and
Empty words, spoken too loud,
Your worries seem so false and
Dramatic,
Compared to my
Imaginary worlds,
You fear everything,
All i fear is myself.
you are very talented between your drawings and this poetry is real good too. You’ve inspired me a bit with this