Written On This Floor Poem by Brenos Spider

No one knows me
No one sees me
No one knows I'm down
No one sees my frown

I can't stand to see
I can't stand to hear
I wish someone was near
I wish someone could hear
No one knows I'm here

No one emties their thoughts
No one unwinds their toungue
I can't stand my own thoughts
I listen too hard to understand
I comprehend less then I did before
But I open up even more
As I write this lying on my floor

I know not who I'm talking too
But I hear them talking back
So many words, So many thoughts
All jumbled up into a stream of conciousness
I hear a scream come my way
I can't stand up anymore
I empty my thoughts onto this floor
So many emotions to juggle
So many words to put down
Tell me more, Tell me less
I need to hear this from my therapist
'Stand upright, stand tall'
But I can't do either

I can't stand as tall as you
I can't juggle as much as you
I can't think like you
And I can't keep up with you

My time has come
No more thoughts to be written on this floor
No more trembles, No more reassurances
No more sure then before
So I say farewell
To all those who've written before
To all those who've heard before
To all those who've seen before
I forgive you as I can't stand anymore