The stars are twinkling bright tonight
Maybe acknowledging my plight
Trying so hard to light
A fire inside my hollow eyes
It's like they can feel the darkness that hides
Behind my careful face and twisted smile
But I laugh as their attempt is futile
Someone so dark can never come to light
Nobody sees what I keep behind
My innocence is just a confine
That holds a demon designed
For destruction of all kinds
Do you know what it feels like?
To see someone's demise
Hit by my demon's strike
Maybe you want to sympathize
Seeing their poor sight
But I feed my monster in the cold nights
By reminiscing these good times
The pleasure I feel
It's difficult to describe
Cause you have never experienced
A fear of your own mind
But if you did then you would understand
How you laugh when you want to cry instead
Because something inside you is satiated
And what remains outside always writhes in pain
This mind confines monsters that are untamed
Maybe you would say I am completely insane
Of Course, I would agree with you for your sake
Secretly laughing at that funny take
Because you don't know what insanity is,
If you haven't seen me playing my game.
YOU ARE READING
Withering petals of my hurting heart
PoetryA collection of poems that I wrote when my whole existence felt like a joke and I felt shackled by my own demons.
