My secrets stay with me.
There's no one to turn to when my mind was filled with so much painful thought.
Everyday, I walk with stronger feet.
Hoping that all burden will be washed away.
And my mind would be free from those lousy screaming.
There's always a time when I feel the need to have a confidante.
To speak all the words that has been trapped under this throat.
A shoulder to cry on,
Hands to wipe every drop of my tears,
An advice that makes me smile,
And be happy for a while.
I've been looking for a way to stop feeling sorry for myself.
But I end up crying in my sleep.
So I took a simple leap,
Running and jumping on my hip.
Avoiding all those flips.
I'm still here, alive.
Standing and making decisions on my own,
Escaping from all the lighted path that I need.
Jealous, is a word I could hear from my tongue.
I am jealous of the hugs they gave to the dogs and puppies
While my heart is full of cuts.
I am jealous of the chokers they put on the kitties necks
While I'm wearing all these invisible bruises.
These running blood means nothing.
And being a number four is so tiring.
©shadelight.blogspot.com (2020)
