by Madison Lang

Created on: December 22, 2008

i used to hide myself in words
wrapped in a cocoon of pain
a blanket of insecurity
and none was the wiser.

I'd slide into the depths
of the pool of despair
the ink dripping from my
fingertips like blood
from an enemy fought against
but never won.

I would ache and cry out
in my room, alone- away
from the world in my
very own seclusion,
a sanctuary wrapped
in the darkness.

Friends filter in and out
like light through treetops
the wind blows and away
they go falling to the forest
floor, broken friendships abound.

I push and pull needing to fill
the aching void that was my heart
but perhaps that is not to be
perhaps i try to hard
perhaps I am meant to be...
alone.

And with each season that ends
another begins, another set-
leaves fill the trees, i clasp,
i clutch, i need
and they too fall away broken.

I'm nothing more than a leech
sucking them dry and praying
needing, wanting more-
more than anyone can give,
I hope to find that something..
to make me whole...

But I know it will never be,
my outer body to marred
to the perfection people crave
and my inside too hidden
by the ice around my heart.

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