Do you ever feel trapped?
A floating whirlwind,
Spinning out of control;
The fires burn bright
As the spiral sinks, low.
Piano keys without fingers,
A sweeping crescendo in an empty room-
It calls, desperate, pleading
Hear me! Where are you?
Nobody hears. Ceilings buzz with
Voices, but the keys are alone.
Surrounded by people, the loneliness crowds
Inwards, suphocating with a sob.
A black void looms, so near,
Reaching tender fingers outwards.
Life is perfect, they say,
Not seeing broken glass in your heart,
Distractions disguising the emptiness.
Would they listen to an echo they can’t hear?
When only silence pervades your thoughts,
The shouts and smiles dissipated,
Your heart beats with fear, pounding:
Slamming a door on the terror.
You cannot feel it.
Be strong, be brave, be
Everything you have to be,
Even if your mind twists in rivulets
Of sadness, when it can
Every subtle whisper that you are wrong
Spikes a nail into your palms,
Nobody knowing how it hurts,
Not seeing your voice
Growing ever dimmer.
Tears never fall,
Never staining a window pane,
Feelings batter the battlements,
Until they crumble.
Become a wax sculture,
Face frozen in a joyful form,
Because if you fake the laughter enough,
Surely it will become the norm?
Metal bars, made by your eyes,
The clang of an iron chain
Around your torso. “Leave me,”
You say – “I’m okay.”
I hope you liked that poem. I needed to get my thoughts out somehow, and singing wasn’t working. The next thing was writing, so I gave it a go.
I won’t explain the motives behind this. You can interpret it how you like, to be about whoever you like, but I hope you’ll listen to the words.
Just to say: if you worry about me because of this poem, try not to. I’m having a not so great evening even though today was one of the best days ever, filled with laughter and friendship and I’ll shut up before I start shrieking.
From Elm 🙂