Vesuvia (lilysnowflower) wrote in real_critiques,
Vesuvia
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It's No Secret



Bottled up inside of me,
year after year
Heartache set aside, denied
Tears, I've always feared

Love labeled eagerly,
forever incomplete
Ever present pain,
predictably passing for normality

Beliefs ingrained and stained
upon a burgeoning mind
once too innocent
to know any different

Emulation,
a natural inclination
Denial and justification,
a desperate form of purification

The burden,
not mine to bare
only I never accepted
that such suffering was unfair

Loyalty overpowered me,
and made reality so hard to see
while I obediently absorbed
a twisted philosophy

Internally, my soul is charred
by an ache I cannot sate
The need, an elementally indispensable necessity
The lack of which, I cannot altercate
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