I'm perfectly fine
Don't ask me "how are you"
I'm sure you don't want to know
That behind this mask of a smile I have been flooding
Don't ask me how I am because underneath my suit and cheerful smile I am a walking dead
I'm perfectly fine
As the world goes to bed all cozy
I retire to my couch to see the end of a bottle then another and another
Swimming in memories of companions
Drowning the tears of sailing alone in a house of many rooms with echoes of cold my footsteps
Charging the battery of MR INCREDIBLE.
Smiling with the sun and dressed elegantly in strength and steel amoured confidence
Behind this highlights I've been a scared man locked in the dark cold basement,
my soul naked, bruised by loved, wound salted with loneliness and locked out to the cold breeze of life.
My tongue yarns for an ear to listen, my body a hug, my ears words of comfort and encouragement.
©Ilma
Your ear longs to be listened to, however, you don't want anybody to ask you how you are?
We all need someone, we can't avoid being vulnerable sometimes, for someone to care for us.
I hope you get all the love you yearn for!
I enjoyed reading!
I don't want to be asked how I am because most people asking don't really care, they just want to hear "I'm fine" while others want to hear where you're hurting not in a bid to offer help but to have something to talk about behind your back. I hope so too.. thank you
Very nice poem, many times we feel that way but not to worry our loved ones we tell them we are fine, thanks for sharing.
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