More poems by Looking at Stars

I tell you this now, I’m not living. I barely exist

I tell you this now, I’m not living.
I barely exist, just a ghost in a crowd
I’m just here, nothing more
I’m nothing

I’m invisible from prying eyes
Keeping up this disguise
Sitting, waiting, for my futures demise
Haunted by my echoing cries

Dancing with my death wish
Dabbling with this pain
Dangling from the fire
Dismissing my desire

My eyes, they hide my soul
My ears, they hear everything
My mouth, permanently closed
My hands, the traitorous things

My mind is spinning
My life is turning
People are shouting
Inside I’m burning

Hidden in the darkness ,
I hear the screams
Invading my ears
I awake to fallen tears

The sun comes up,
It’s time to move
Pull on the mask
Walk out the door

I Hit the floor

The doctors coming
My parents are crying
But I tell you this now
I am not leavening

If I fear tomorrow
So be it, I fear yesterday
I fear the present
I’m haunted by the past
It’s the future that cuts me

Surrounded by darkness
I keep up with it
I join my class
And deal with it