Thursday, March 24, 2011

Opposite Sides

You can't imagine what life must be like
For a person like me
I have no idea what life must be like
For a person like you.
Challeneges so very different for each of us
Mine involve emotional neglect & abuse
Yours is unknown to me
How long have kept quiet?
For how long have you held in the pain?
Do you smother your sobs so that no one can hear you?
So do I.
Please tell me you can fix whatever is hurting
Advise me on how to control my anguish.
When I'm running & laughing, I really am crying
Obnoxiousness pushes my pain out of sight
I don't want them to see me cry.
Strangers, that's what we are, meeting for the first time.
No fascades, no walls, no holding it in.
Let it all out.
You can't, can you.
Neither can I.
Pretending for so long, means you can't stop
We pretend at school, we pretend at home
Our lives are full of play acting
How do you spill, how do you cope?
When you need to vent, what do you do?
Do you turn your rage upon someone else?
Or smoke until you feel nothing?
Will you ever tell them, how it really feels?
I have, too many times, but they won't listen.
So we'll sit on opposite ends of the world
You with your drugs, me with my notebook
Both trying to forget the pain.

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