Contortion
Is it so completely wrong to crave silence
Stability
Stillness
Because the sullen fact is that
My life is filled with
Manipulated words twisted into some vile anamorphosis
Torrents of unpleasant emotion, and
Unending drama that rampages my mind like a tornado
Reaching into my soul and tearing me slowly apart
Into little bits of paper that will soon blow away in the breeze
Far before I will ever make peace with myself
And though I laugh on the outside
To tell you the truth
I’m crying on the inside
And every time you demean me
I look for a place to hide
To escape the pain
I cover it up,
By trying to find someone
Someone to understand me
But every time I assume I’ve found emotional stability
It just takes a little time
For you to hurt me all over again
And why do I let you?
I just don’t know.