Burner

This is just a emotion that is proving difficult for me to express

Sitting here for weeks going on years

betraying my own desires

being the perfect person that fits in the mind of others

but it doesn't fit mine

we are all damaged to some degree but I feel a little discontinued for this market

Being so happy and then that ball drops

crashing all around me

Seeing what others are achieving while you help them

yet you are left to the side burning on that back burner

My mind is a dark and squeamish place

filled to the brim with thoughts

not of rainbows or butterflies

dreams of saying goodbye

hopeful that one day it will all just stop

Yet if I wasn't here this back burner would go cold

Author's Note

This is just an emotion and I am probably very dumb for posting it but it had to come out and I prefer it not to sit in unpublished for the rest of time

Reviews

[Elliandra]

this poem really resonated with me! i like your writing style.