November 8th, 2009
It’s crazy
how people you think you know
turn into
people you don’t.
Eyes wide
there’s so much you can’t see
though it is all real
but it doesn’t exist
because it was fake.
Loud noises
nothing that you want to hear
echo
ear to ear
make it stop
it’s not real
it’s fake
I don’t know these people.
I shake
and I can’t stop
but you can’t see it
because it’s not real
but it’s not fake
I feel it
I feel you
it’s crazy
I don’t know you.
I want to scream
but once I start
I fear
I’ll forget how to stop.
Quitting
don’t be a quitter
scream
and don’t stop.
I cry
and not the kind for pain
the kind
where you lose your mind.
I breathe
but not naturally
I force in the air
but it finds a way out
before reaching my lungs.
Inhale nothing
sink into myself
I can’t escape
you can’t escape
because you’re fighting
yourself.
I thought I knew
myself
you
the mirror
but I don’t.
I found a way
to comfort me
but inside
nothing’s what it is
you can’t see
what I can see.
I’m sinking
into myself
and it’s crazy;
But
I
don’t
know
you.
Doll Poetry 