You Don'T Know... Poem by Noah Body

You don't know what it's like to be empty inside
To be breathing and moving but hollow inside

You don't know the sound of your thoughts echoing in your head
Nor do you know what it's like to not be able to get out of bed

You don't know how the darkness of forever waits for you
How it's eager to suck the light and the life too

You don't know the insanity made of all the pain
That gnaws at your insides time and again

You don't know the loneliness of life
The gratefulness even for some strife

You don't know the longing for human contact
When you feel that you're in life's last act

You don't know how wonderful a kind word can be
Until you're lost in the dark, the light you can't see

You don't how valuable is the presence of a friend
Until you're hollow inside and just want it to end

You don't know how important are the sounds of a voice
Until you're at your wit's end and left with no choice

You don't know the joy of a sunrise on a crisp cool morn
Until you've seen the darkness of hell in which you were born

Or the beauty of birds' songs ringing out like the tones of a bell
Until you've heard you own sobs echoing like the chant of a spell

You don't know regret if you never tried to atone
You don't know peace until you've felt pain
You don't know solitude until you've been alone
You don't know sanity until you've been insane

You don't know.... until you do