As night falls, the restraint on feeling fades.
The darkness rises,
illuminating truths we’d rather not meet by day.
I try to keep it together,
fighting to become better.
Still, the pieces fall away—
pain tearing through a patchwork soul, unfettered.
They say, “It’s all just temporary.
Your emotions don’t matter.”
But in this gentle soul,
the wax of who I am melts under the heat,
battered and bare.
The night reveals the hurt I hide,
the jagged edges of pride long shattered.
I keep moving forward—
because there is nowhere left to hide.
The refuge is gone,
shattered like a brittle shell
by careless words sharp as winter glass.
The world unites, or so it seems,
to remind me I stand alone.
Under the weight of emotions,
betraying my want to just be okay—
if only for a while—
I hold it together,
struggling not to lash out.
But the cracks widen,
and I lose control.
The wheel turns, the brakes fail,
and I crash—
slow and certain—
into the silence.
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