Diminish
by: Chasma DeLane
I ran away to the ocean today, to bury my heart by the sea.
I danced among the glittering pebbles, but nobody knows it but me.
My soul's no longer sparkling, it no longer brims with ecstasy,
the fire has gone out in my eyes, yet nobody knows it but me.
The people who crowd me skirt around, avoiding my pain and suffering,
they choose not to notice that my heart is crying, so nobody knows it but me.
I no longer see, or breathe or care, without wishing this was some kind of dream,
hating myself for all that has happened, but nobody knows it but me.
I will never forgive myself for the choices I made, and I pray that you'd tell me you're sorry,
but I let my sould flicker, sputter and die, so beyond hurt that I can't even cry,
confusing myself until I'm out of my mind,
and nobody knows it but me.
You'll notice too late that I'm already gone, to crumple my origami-soul into the sea,
you'll regret all the lies and the troubles you caused, and I'll make sure nobody knows it but me.
I ran away to panic and hide from myself, the feelings and my family,
to stretch myself beyond the breaking point, and still no body knows it but me.
I ran away wishing it was different between us, and how I wanted you to say you were sorry,
but my wish was in vain, and I all can say,
Is that no one will see that but me.