Liz Anya | Free Poems
- Feeling like
- My feet aren’t touching
- The ground
- Feeling like
- The world is moving
- Forward
- Without a sound
- I’m here
- But
- I’m not
- Memories from long ago
- Dare and try
- To knock me
- Onto the ground
- Time is moving
- Forward
- I feel so lost
- Wishing I could
- Remember
- Without the cost
- Of insanity
- Can’t stop the fire
- Won’t drag me down
- I won’t go without fighting
- Not without a sound
- Can’t hold onto me forever
- I won’t let you now
- You try to tie me tight
- But I won’t go without a fight
- …
- When will this fight begin?
- Will it start tonight?
- Don’t know if I can
- Take anymore
- What am I fighting for?
- …
- Can’t stop the ice
- From freezing me
- Now do you see?
- That I can’t just go and leave?
- I’m not the good guy
- Got secrets of my own
- I’m never gonna tell you
- What lies beneath the surface
- I’d think you’d run
- If you really knew
- What goes on
- Inside my mind
- All the time
- …
- I’m not the good guy
- Though
- You like to think I am
- I hide my true self from you
- ‘Cause I honestly don’t know
- What you’d do
- If you found out
- What lies beneath
- That pretty little smile
- I plaster on my face
- …
- I’m not a good person
- I lie to myself
- And to you
- Just to prove to you
- That
- There’s more to me
- Than what
- Meets the eye
- I’m falling down
- Can’t get back up
- I cannot hold on
- To what you call hope
- When will this end?
- This depression and anger
- Which keeps me
- Chained down inside
- …
- I’m falling down
- Please help me up
- And just when things
- Were starting to become
- Hopeless
- You turned around
- And saw
- That I needed
- Your help
Not Really Here
Cannot Stop
Not the Good Guy
Hopeless
Masks
No one sees
The real side of me
They only see
The masks I put on
I’ll never let anyone see
The center, the core
Of me
This is where all my secrets lie
My dark, vile secrets
Which I will take
To my grave
Do you have a mask?
To hide
Your most precious
And inner thoughts?
To hide from those
Sneaking and prying eyes?
Sometimes masks…
They eat you
Alive
And they
Devour you
Whole
Because you like being
Someone else
So much
You trade yourself
For that mask
And then another…
And another
Until you don’t know
Which part
Is
The real you
Do you have a mask?
Because I do…
I have many