No one asks
All the tasks
Swirl in my head
As I lay in my bed
Looking for solace
Keep finding malice
My brain keeps stewing
Always brewing
No one asks
Counting the things I lack
As my head pounds
Still doing it's rounds
When others reach out
They just make me want to shout
They offer help
But the strings attached make me want to yelp
No one's listening
My eyes glistening
These feelings I can't ignore
I don't recognize myself anymore
My words they keep twisting
Their empathy missing
The true intentions are a deafening roar
Always made to feel like my needs are a chore
No one's listening
Feels like I'm auditioning
For a role where I matter
Every bit of me in tatters
Screaming for acknowledgement
While they blame it on some intoxicant
They notice the manifestations
But ignore my dictations
No one asks
So I've created this mask
Done feeling dumb
Almost completely numb
Always alone in my struggles
A constant juggle
Expectations
Frustrations
No one asks
Everyone attacks
I am their prey
They relish the decay
Blood in their mouths
Guess the so called help turned south
I guess the tears on my cheeks
Made me look to meek
No one's listening
My head imprisoning
What if I just ran a spike through it
A thought I have had more than I want to admit
Silence finally
Something I need so vitality
All the pieces torn
I feel so worn
No ones listening
My thoughts sickening
I wish to be dead
Holding on by just a thread
Yet no one's at my door
That really aches in my core
So alone
My body feels like stone
No one asks
So many weapons within my grasps
A silent fight every day
Or is it just a delay
Of the inevitable
Because I'm so venerable
How do you ignore the demons
When you don't have the reasons
No one asks
The facade full of cracks
The strength I once felt
Has begun to melt
Grief and loss
Not something to be hidden with a little gloss
It creeps into your soul
And feeds on the happiness it stole
No one's listening
Darkness soliciting
I count the ones lost
Of the boundaries others have crossed
And of the opportunities banished
And the support that seems to have vanished
Of the whispers shared secretly
Of others acting deceitfully
No one's listening
My heart partitioning
A world I once viewed as full of light
Now seems so full of frights
I always looked to spread kindness
Maybe that was just blindness
To the truth
Ignorance in my youth
No one's listening
Yet I'm still transitioning
Someday the grief and pain
Won't feel so much like a chain
Someday I'll recognize myself again
Someday when
I won't feel like harming myself is even an option
Will spread kindness without caution
No one asks
But yet someday I will be able to relax
Someday my smile will be real
Less broken I will feel
When that day comes
I won't be so numb
Someday the lights will shine again
and I will be zen
About the Creator
Dianna Hoiland
My name is Dianna Robertson but I publish in my maiden name Hoiland. I am a 31 year old mother of 4 beautiful kids. 2 girls and 2 boys. Just looking to get my work out there and follow my passion for writing.
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