On my way Home; The Truth nobody wants to Hear

by Maple Tree   Oct 5, 2017

People whisper; as I continue on,
oblivious to people's real thoughts
of who I'm supposed to be.

I'm on the verge of killing myself
and they stare with glass eyes, pushing.

I failed to sleep, here I lay tapping
out words that will only be read
by people who know what it's like
to want to die.

It's good to be honest in ink
it's the only time people can
handle the truth, but reading
It, won't wake them up, until
reality hits them in the heart.

My Grandmother had a "breakdown"
at the age I'm at now, and I'm feeling
hereditary to the bones.

I'm leaning towards darkness and fools
who birth speech about hotlines walk
past me, because I wear a smile.

My writing is refreshing for me;
It's the only thing I have in this world
that doesn't fail me; poetry doesn't care
that I write painful, honesty-

It's the only thing that has never let me down.

Because I have Poetry,
I'll continue to live, unnoticed...
while people continue to whisper.


It's not a "sin" to speak the truth, it's a "sin" to ignore it.


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  • 10 months ago

    by Em

    On my way Home; The Truth nobody wants to Here. by Maple Tree points 4
    I don't even know where to begin about this because it's raw, honest and pulled at my heartstrings and though we have our own worries it's hard to feel like we're fighting losing battle (I think that's correct) of loneliness but I just want to offer my thoughts to Andrea, applaud her for her bravery and honesty and say you are not alone in this fight. Stay strong

  • 11 months ago

    by Jamie

    Andrea, this is beautiful. I love the raw honesty of this and i am happy you got at least an HM. I can connect to this on so many levels. Hugs you

  • 11 months ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I love you so much and am crying as I read this. ESPECIALLY that very last line. Writing is what keeps us alive, the truth. We cannot hide anymore.

    Sending you love and hugs times infinity right now <3

  • 11 months ago

    by Ya----Na

    we are blessed that we are reading your poems.
    Sad, yet beautiful because of your unique style.

  • 11 months ago

    by Mark

    Took an angelic soul to write this piece....'I'm feeling hereditary to the bones'....I cannot imagine the heavy burden you take on - from your work and loved ones.

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