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Uzziah Ruffin Sep 2024
Afraid of your game of charades
But at ease when your presence fades  
I can turn my head in a myriad of ways  
Yet you relentlessly hold me in your sway

The hurt I bear, to you it's amusing  
Yet I will endure, forever refusing  
And when I slip back to the start  
You smile when I fall apart

Once I felt freedom's embrace  
You sought to attack without a trace  
No matter how content I strive to be  
The mask I wear binds you to me

The shattered glass I grasp  
Reflects your smile, a haunting clasp
With arms now stained in crimson hue  
I collapse upon my knees, subdued

Eyes shut tight, I still behold your form  
Nerves frayed, yet I sense your storm  
You steal my essence, leave me hollow,  
Yet demons within, quietly follow.
Uzziah Ruffin Sep 2024
A portion of the wall, concealed deceitfully,
A portrait framed, superficially free,
Yet its distance from truth, painfully clear to see.

A painted smile, deceivingly grand,
But the cracks in the facade, I failed to understand,
A puppeteer's trick, I was caught in his hand.

Beneath the illusion, hidden in the shade,
Chains of despair, with scars never fade,
Unable to voice the anguish, in silence I stayed.

The colors of the photo, a deceptive hue,
Gray like the lies, only tears stay true,
A facade that crumbles, revealing the blue.

A picture of a dream, forever unreal,
A happy family, love he can't truly feel,
On the wall, a tragedy concealed.

In that portrait, lies a departed soul,
A family fractured, the lies uroll,
A better version, I yearn to console.
Uzziah Ruffin Sep 2024
Drifting through the clouds
On the blackest of nights
Fixated on the moon
Exquisite and bright

Amidst the silence
As the air slips by
I shut my eyes
Yet betray no fright

The chill of the wind
Calms my soul
The swifter my descent
The faster slumber's hold

Scenes of the past
Reveal my falls
As my form meets the water
I'll be numb to it all

I'm sinking
In an ocean of sorrow
One last glance at the moon
I won't live for tomorrow
Uzziah Ruffin Sep 2024
The rain will drown me
Yet I find solace in its embrace
While the clouds weave their beauty above

I am supposed to be fearful
Knowing that at any instant, I could fade
Yet, I am enveloped in tranquility

I've evaded my emotions for too long
Ignored the depths of my heart
And yet, I am capable of feeling so deeply

Reveal to me a world
That exists beyond my mind's grasp
Where the light resides and illuminates

Let me be consumed by the waters
Gazing eternally at the clouds
In a different realm, my soul yearns to explore
Uzziah Ruffin Sep 2024
Escaped from fears
Smiles hiding tears
Yet Unable to sleep
Emotions Buried so deep

Losing a friend
Trying to comprehend
A candle snuffed out
Turning away in doubt

A father deceased
Farwell, We feast
Another sky turned gray
Hearts left in disarray

Return of Wrongdoer
Smiles become fewer
Drugs to help cope
Losing what little hope

Feelings to address
Family in distress
A mother points blame
A heart left maimed

Apology never received
False affections believed
Silent the line stays
As I've departed ways
All in 1 year, I lost my step dad, my cat, and my grandfather. After my step dad passed, my "older brother" who had also made me a victim came back into the house I loved in. I tried my best to keep the peace and pretend he wasn't there but eventually I had a panic attack and had to go to the hospital and everything got let out. My mother acted as if she supported me but in the end, she was only looking out for herself. I ended up leaving without a plan and cut all contact with her and him. 22 years of silence finally breaks and my world turned upside down.
Uzziah Ruffin Sep 2024
Is it suitable
To retreat from the crowd's gaze
Cloaked in solitude's embrace
While the world observes

Is it suitable
To remain silent amed kin
While shards of self scatters
Like fractured glass

Is it suitable
To shed tears unending
Longing for affection
To shroud haunting memories

Is it suitable
To let crimson rivers flow
Yearning for absolution
As shadows converse

Is it suitable
To confide in you thus
Praying for a gental touch

Is it suitable
To question endlessly
When escape feels futile

Is it suitable
To simply exist as I am
I've always had problems with my anxiety. Everytime someone looks at me, it feels like someone is reading a book about me. Knowing every little detail about me, what scares me and the reasons for my scars. So in turn, I look away in fear that it could ever be the case.
Uzziah Ruffin Sep 2024
Shattered memories scattered wide
Distrust and doubt, they do reside
Curious minds, they wonder and pick
Yet the fading day ends with a simple click

Uncertain of the right or wrong
Wondering where I truly belong
A cycle spinning like a cruel trick
And once more, the night concludes with a chilling click

Hoping that my words will find an ear
Longing for the day I disappear
Seeking silence to heal the sick
In this room, the only sound is the click

Burning candles, a solitary prayer
Seeking solace, for sense of repair
Pondering if the golden gates are slick
A question left lingering, while waiting for the click

Shallow breath taken, quivering in fear
One more pull, a solution draws near
Let faith decide where I belong
Let one more "click" inform me I'm wrong
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