Whirlwind

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I can't describe it. 

I want to scream out for help, but I want to cower behind a wall at the same time, so that my shadow is the only thing that anyone will ever see of me.

But I showed you a glimpse of me from behind the wall because I wanted someone to hold me in their embrace, but I know you'd never understand how much it hurts to be alone, afraid and hurt. 

The whirlwind swirling within me turns into a hurricane of tears as I try to speak out, and describe my emotions,

but I can't because the walls are closing in on me, and the sky is crashing down around me and there is never enough time to say all the things that I wish I could've say to you, when I had the chance. 

but now all I can remember, and all that I think about is how I never had the courage to take your hand, because I was afraid you wouldn't hold mine.

A/N Sorry, this poem is a little bit too much written into one package, and it doesn't all link together in one piece. However, I hope that you like it! 

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 08, 2017 ⏰

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