Maybe No One
I’m just going through the motions
Maybe no one will notice
All the Pain festering inside
Maybe no one will hear my tormented cries.
I will drown in my Happy memories
Maybe no one will catch on
Does anyone know who I really am?
Maybe no one cares.
Bring on the Pain; it is what I know.
Maybe no one will hurt me again
I buried my heart in a deep black hole.
Maybe no one will find it.
Why do I care what other people think of me?
Maybe no one knows I’m here -
Trying to remember no one can be trusted
Maybe no one understands what is wrong.
The facade of normality is exhausting.
Maybe no one sees past the mask.
I long for the peaceful oblivion of nothingness
Maybe no one will save me.
On this day..
About BipolarChick (599 posts)
I’m a thirty-something bipolar woman, an advanced tech agent with a pay tv provider, tax preparer for a local charity, current Tulsa inhabitant, and I’m one credit shy of an Associate Degree in Liberal Arts. I’m working on recovery from self-injury and working toward stabilizing my bipolar symptoms. Recovery is very important to me. I’ve been mostly single the past few years and plagued by a seemingly never-ending series of jackasses, assholes, and married men. I have no children of my own, but I have lots of nieces and nephews I love to spoil.