No One Can Hear Her

[Killa_Queen]

THE THOUGHTS BECOME MORE REAL, THE PAIN SO DARK.
SHE LAYS AWAKE AT NIGHT WITH VISIONS RACING THROUGH HER HEAD.
VISIONS PEOPLE SHOULDNT HAVE.
HER FAMILY RIGHT THERE ARM DISTINCE AWAY.
SHE TRYS TO TOUCH THEM
CALLING OUT TO THEM
BUT THEY FADE AWAY INTO THE CLOUDY MIST AND IT ALL GOES SILENT
STANDING THERE TRYING TO MELLOW OUT THE PAIN OF BEING ALONE.
GLIPSYS OF WHAT SHE COULD DO TO JUST END IT.
SHIVERING,SCARED NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT.
REALITY IS THE DEMOND THAT HOLDS HER BACK
KEEPS HER AWAY FROM EVERYONE
EVERYTHING KEEPS MOVING BUT SHE STANDS THERE LOOKING AT EVERYONE
TYRING TO SEE THEIR FACES
TRYING TO TALK TO THEM,
BUT THEY ALL KEEP MOVING..
NO ONE STOPS TO HELP
THEY CANT HEAR HER
THE TOUGHTS, THE FEELING TRAPPED SCREAMING, CRYING TO BE HEARD.
SHE OPENS HER MOUTH TO SPEAK BUT NOTHING COMES OUT
WALKING AROUND WITH A FAKE SMILE ON HER FACE SO SHE WOULDNT HAVE TO EXPLAIN HERSELF
WANTING TO LET IT OUT BUT DOESNT KNOW HOW
EVERYTHING FADES AWAY
THE SOUNDS
THE SMELLS
THE PEOPLE
THE BUILDINGS
EVERYTHING......
IT ALL GOES DARK AND THERE SHE IS STANDING ALONE
WALKING BY HERSELF WITH NO WHERE TO GO AND NO ONE TO TALK TO

[ShadowFire]

I like this poem for a few reasons. I like the first few lines, except for being a guy, I have been in the same situation. I have been in bed to think all kinds of things at night and though my family so close I feel the pain of dark. This poem is nicely written. But one thing I and many can relate to is that "fake smile". Oh I can't tell you the many times I have worn that. Thank you for sharing your poetry.

[V.Jayalakshmi]

Dear Killer Queen,
I like it too.Was she dying?Oh! No!