Poezja

Flies buzz in my aching ear
Reminding me of something I need to hear
I swat them not wanting to know
In front of my friends… Normal is hard to show

Shadows above me head like ink clouds
Covering, suffocating in black shrouds
My friends watch as I fight back air
Not seeing my darkness it is so unfair

Shame I feel for being strange
And I leave quickly out of range
So my voice they won’t hear a sound
As I scream my shadows into the ground

I hate them as I watch them crowd again
Never leaving me for I can’t win
They envelope my dragging heart
Stabbing already knowing where to start