Poems from Emberlite
No matter how much I express myself
and people sympathize to understand,
there's still that part of me that's
never really known.
All alone...
I'm like a child who cries itself to sleep,
but instead of crying, what I do is think.
I think myself insane, analyzing every bit,
until my...
You're convincing,
but it comforts me to know that you're not always right.
Feelings and opinions aren't factual.
They're important, but...
Sometimes, I strike it low.
I hit rock bottom.
I fall.
And I'll lay there for a minute,
shocked by cold concrete.
Bare.
Skull-shattering....
I want to scream, scream, scream at the top of my lungs in anguish because I need to know that everything's okay. I'm afraid. I'm so afraid...