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Suppressed Emotions

-Alisha Das Anat - MYP 3

I used to tell you everything I am,

All those suppressed emotions, these crushing expectations,

Masking smiles acting as curtains to the blue of tears I bled,

Good, bad days I had been through,

Not a detail I had left,
Blinded by this shadowy light,

Foolishly climbing each step,

For of this broken ladder I had not known

Was made of iced-glass threads,

A string I believed was a rope,

Was actually garnished by deep cut thorns and threats,

An illustration I hadn’t kept in my mind,
This situation I just cannot define,

Whether I shall once again take your hand,

While I am still coughing in the mess you had drowned me in,

Choking in this game of cluttered puzzles you left me with,

Suffering in this endless dark void I know I can never escape,

For when I needed your help,

You left me in this gloomy confinement,

Whelming over the thoughts-Is it my fault, oh how can I liberate from this repression?

Is it my fault, save me from this massive destruction.