The restlessness in me has never ceased
As if my inner being refuses to be appeased
Like a stubborn child or a pet dog, it followed me everywhere I go
The all consuming angst, threatening to swallow me up
Leaving me alone to find myself in an ocean of tears
I fear, I dread loosing me to me.
Of becoming someone I would hate to see
My mask is my rescue, of smile and happiness
The mask of feeling complete and blessed
I hide myself under the mask of contentment and make it my prison
It slips oh so suddenly as the darkness envelopes me
Tears run down, soaking my face and my heart,
The wet pillow, the tear stained book and the droplets on the glass
Witnessing my pain, silently begging me to stop
Places people and objects
My spirit running around like a wild deer, in search of solace
Finding none, anywhere.
Like a directionless ship alone in the sea
A box full of laughter which has lost its key
The restlessness in me has never ceased
As if my inner being refuses to be appeased
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