The Girl In The Dark... Poem by Priscilla Colon

Sitting in my room lonely and cold, it's dark and quiet.
lost in my thoughts wondering why....
why is what my conscious tells me
I ask myself why is it everything I touch goes bad
everything I do is never enough?
'wait stop, stop please no more thinking, it's driving me insane! '
it's quiet again and all I can hear is my drumming of a heartbeat, and my heavy breathing.
I lay down still in the dark I stare at the ceiling wondering
how my life can go from good to bad, to good and bad again.
makes no sense in how when I reach happiness how it goes down to hell.
makes me depressed, angry, tired, and I just want to be happy,
but there's always a price to being happy; see i'm different
happiness wasn't chosen for me.
happiness can't be part of my life, for so long as I want it to be.
wait I hear someone...'hello? '
no one answers.
I say again 'hello' with more fear in my voice, but no answer what is going one i'm alone as
always, and then I hear someone
my mind is playing tricks on me am I going crazy?
I was left alone in this world, in this room, in this house,
trapped not to ever leave.
I pray, and hope, and wish someone would come save me...
but no one ever does everybody is gone
forgotten who I was and makes me more sad and lonely.
I look up to the ceiling, and say 'why why why! ' and I start to cry,
when will this end this life of misery and pain...
you're probably wondering who is this girl, well its someone many people
know, but see you can never guess why, because the girl
you was just reading about that part of that girl was her subconscious
you won't ever see that girl
she's trapped under a girl who looks happy and healthy, and is loved
yet this is who she really is inside she screaming for help
wondering when will someone realize she needs help, she needs to be saved
no one will ever come to her rescue why.... thats the question she always wondering about.