Quiet.
I find the world strange
And I myself strange within.
Do people notice me,
Do they see what I see
Do they even notice.
I find the world strange
And I myself strange within.
I see the world,
I see you
As I do not exist
I am the sabotager.
I find the world strange
Do people notice me
I am here all alone
Angry inside, not without
The fear of people
Is what keeps me locked away.
I find the world strange
Do they see what I see
The Instability.
Inward destruction.
Turn around, hide in denial.
We are all flawed.
On the borderline
Living with the struggle
Just don’t abandon me now.
I find the world strange
Do they even notice
I disappeared from life,
In my self-imposed prison
I pushed everyone away
I can’t get out now.
Intense despair
The strong current of emotions
Drowning, slowly
An empty void.
Who am I really.
I cry out, a silent scream
A quiet borderline.
About the Creator
Dreadibek R. J. Dunning
I am a published poet and aspiring novelist from Yorkshire UK. I have three books out available on amazon. I am a vegan activist and am currently working on a new book inspired by my work with the save movement. Writing a fantasy series atm
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