Insecurity

Day turns to dusk, dusk turns to night
I do not move, I do not stir
The darkness disturbs my already blurred sight
From which tears stream down so pure
I sit upon the floor, not awake, yet not asleep
I’m dozing, yet my eyes refuse to close
Only tears fall, but I do not cry, I weep
Remembering the painful words of my foes
Night falls down to day again
And finally I awake from my daze
I shake off the hurt and all the pain
Seeing my shadow amongst the haze
Slowly I turn and escape from the room
I begin my routine, only it’s not the same
The day is weighed down heavily with gloom
And everything seems like a game
Then day turns to dusk, and dusk turns to night
Retreating, I once again return to the place
Where it’s empty of all happiness, of all light
And where tears reconstruct my face
Upon the floor I still sit, so quietly
While night returns my goodbye
I do not move, and while I weep silently
Dawn comes over the sky
I decide not to remove myself today
For if I stay, I’ll be safe from my foes
This is the place I will always stay
The place that no one knows.