Irritated at myself for being so damn naïve,
I pound my right fist into my forehead,
Yell to my heart that things are all wrong,
Should be going places, but standing still instead.
Told myself I wouldnt be the person to question mistakes,
Wouldnt have to ask myself what went wrong,
Because I thought I knew where I was going,
But stuck I am and the last year already gone.
Thoughts of becoming someone greater,
Going places in this life,
Here I stand now, stuck in place,
Told myself I knew what was right.
So damn wrong I was,
Pitiful is what I feel,
I wanted to be different, someone better,
Now that Im stuc
You see only the light in my eyes,
you cannot see what's behind them.
Funny how they say
eyes are the windows to the soul.
Guess I have better shutters.
I cannot let you,
will not let you,
see what lays behind my eyes.
The darkness within is mine,
and mine alone to bear.
You cannot shine your
little light in there,
cannot brighten what
I keep locked away.
Inside is truly a frightening place,
a veritable kingdom of
creatures, monsters,
all manner of fears.
All are me, and none are.
The shades within are all that
protect you, guard you,
from me.
You could not handle what
I hold within me,
it would consume you,