Not Good Enough, by bedazzled
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There is only silence,
you don't speak
through the torrents of noise
in my veins.
And you don't breathe
into my empty lungs.
You don't press
my faltering heart.
And you don't know how.
I stumble and choke
over the things not said,
the material not present.
There is no slip of paper that says
'yes, you are brilliant'.
There is no typed voice that says
'congratulations'.
Just a loud speaker in my head that screams
you're. not. good. enough.
I can't swtich it off.
It just sits there like a cannon
in the centre of my brain.
BOOM. Inadequate.
BOOM. Failure.
I tremble from the shockwaves.
I am weak.
I struggle my way around the debris
searching desperately for a reason,
something littered in the trash can.
But there's just one scorched scrap that says
'what about them?'
But would they care?
Would I destroy them?
Or the memories simply fade
as the black roses wilt.
You deserve more.
They deserve better.
I want escape.
Because they took all I had left:
words.
And they
spat. them. out.
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Posted: 2008-11-04 04:46:35 UTC |
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2008-12-18 15:15:03 | Tyler Cedric Golden |
wow very interesting and goes into depth to an understanding in a way it is similar to poems of mine i may advise you to look at such as Concept of Hell or The Other Side in my poetry....but i like it very much it goes into something the writer can only really see and rarely a few others....good job... |