An Unsung Emotion Poem by Vocal Stains

I lie tired, even the sleep has deprived me of calmness, of a serene breath,
Drained of life, laughter, purpose and soul,
Feigning a smile, making a mockery of the self so that the bleeding is hidden,
Wishing it all comes undone once and for all but knowing that it's all gone.

Smile and act normal, lest people think you are mad,
Get addicted, drink and sleep only to find you wake up same again,
Careful to not hit the self destruct button to clear all miseries, but heck no,
Emotionally down that even energy oozes, sleep doesn't do you any good.

Wry smile adorning a feigning tired countenance,
Marred by an adjunct piece of solemnity-profound face of the modern world,
Rummaging in the horde for my lost individuality,
Confiscated by an acquainted society that I thought I knew too well.

Scars and bruises adorning the winds of the December night,
No problem is indeed a problem, ah! Can't keep a man away from one,
Thoughts brimming, pulling me down to knees, suffocating,
No purpose, no courage, no audacity, no voice, no opinion, a dead stick landing.

Wreathing pain all around, searing cries of help, the whelp of unforgiving madness,
A brisk stroll in the wake of life, I lost my key to happiness and the memories of a beautiful smile,
Am I worthy of a laugh, when the world sheds its tears mourning for a piece of bread, a rag to cover with,
See no truth, hear no truth, speak no truth the new mantra.

When the heart bleeds and the face smiles, mind change lanes and laments for the lost,
Crevices wide open gaping for a respite from the ordeal, wishing it all ends,
Inside or outside, until then, let it boil, the warmth of the bubbling thoughts to sing,
A lullaby into the oasis of freedom, of body, mind and soul.

An ocean of thoughts aiding an unwinding mind of indecision, wrath and fear,
Hoping the universe to unwind its choice and will, a search for eternity,
Empathy, care and love, graves and spears that bleed a man, when all alone,
I see the world, the universe, my mind wide open and my eyes tightly shut.

Quite a coward that yearns for an end across the horizon, silent and beautiful,
Simmering in the unknown pain that I wish I had never accumulated,
Sleep, sleep till I wake up fresh, smiling with the heart and not the brain,
As light as it gets, as light as it gets, cleansed, purified for a new start.

Away from the pomp and show, limelight and the crowd, people,
Away from sorrow, despair, desolation, lament and cries of heart weeps,
Away from the pictures of trophies that I once missed since guts didn't stand up,
I wanna phoenix, usher a new life, dumb and stupid, and finally start a new little innocent kid.