Deep dark horrors
Whispering truths to me.
No matter where I run,
they will forever follow me.
I can't even dodge them in sleep!
Although I'm told I look so calm and peaceful.
Sorry everyone,
you don't understand.
But I have seen things
people twice my age wouldn't understand.
So many times I wanna
break down and cry
Shed these layers and walls
in which I am forced to hide,
Away in lonely halls made of stone.
No one to talk to,
I'm truly all alone,
forced to feel betrayed,
by those I once loved.
I wanna say
I'm waiting for my knight in shining armor
to come and take me away,
But I know that's not true.
Besides I don't believe fairy tales are true.
I'd rather save myself anyways,
not so much drama,
and no one new to open up to.
So I guess I'll end this poem
with a true confession:
' I put myself here,
for my own protection.' |