Everything’s silent, not a sound to be heard,
Alone in the house, but I don’t feel scared.
Hiding with the shadows in the corner of the room,
Which have grown and disfigured through the shine of the moon.
For the first time in ages, my mind seems so clear,
So empty and dead, and still I’ve no fear.
I feel so alone, but a comforting thought,
This moment I’ve longed for could not be too short,
For if it left me right now, it wouldn’t be missed,
Because now I know the feeling truly exists.
Its here with me now, as true as day,
And so could come back to find me in its own way.
That thought feels good, I find myself smile,
An expression my face hasn’t managed for a while.
How good this feels, as though time has just gone,
Like there’s no one else in the world, I’m the only one.
I feel set free, so full of life,
But quite the opposite shows the proof on the knife.
And now its just hit me, I only felt good,
When the carpet was stained with the red of my blood.
The moon is moving, and so is the shade,
A beam now reflects from the blood covered blade.
I did it, I did it, but when I don’t know,
A rush of excitement brings me to the floor,
But I feel so good, I’m happy at last,
A smile on my face, I’ve broken the mask,
The nightmare is over, I’ve broken the spell,
But now I’m alone, there’s no one to tell.
I don’t need them now, as I didn’t before,
This wonderful moment I feel so much more.
Free I feel free, and how great it is too,
Everything’s different, I feel brand new,
Time has stood still, what more could I ask,
The pain and the fear all part of the past.
Alone in the house, but I don’t feel scared,
Everything’s silent, not a sound to be heard.
Now forever I’ll be happy, and here I will stay,
With this feeling I’m feeling that is true as day,
Now nothing can change this, or get in my way,
Goodbye to you world, is all I can say.
'Hiding with the shadows in the corner of the room, Which have grown and disfigured through the shine of the moon.' Now, that's a beautiful poem. You surely have the talent
'But I feel so good, I’m happy at last, A smile on my face, I’ve broken the mask' Profound....beautiful 10 read my poem 'mask'
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I would like to translate this poem
it a has a great message in it and possesses a brilliant idea of loneliness. you've got great potential.