MeeDammit's blog: "Occasional thoughts, poems and other crap"

Beautiful Mess   

I am finding it hard,

To try and hide,

The emptiness and saddness,

I'm feeling inside.

The things in my life,

That made my heart sing,

Has been reduced to nothing,

They don't mean a thing.

How I felt inside,

The love that I shared,

has been pushed aside,

Like no one ever cared.

I'm reduced to silence,

No Laughter, No song,

alone in a world,

That I do not belong.

I wear a smile,

In place of a frown,

So I appear to be happy,

To hide that I'm down.

I deal in the day time,

I cry at night,

I should not have to feel this, 

It just isn't right.

For me this is life,

A daily routine,

My love is discarded,

Like trash in the street.

I try to reach out,

I just need a touch,

I  think that I may be,

asking too much.

I only want someone, 

To finally see,

The beauty inside,

This mess I call Me.

-K. Savage   June 9th 2012