Untitled Poem I




I have two sides.

Outside and inside.

Outside is a wall.

Outside looks blank.

Outside is silent.

Outside tries to look sturdy.

Outside is merely a mask...

...To the inside.

Inside is a different story.

Inside is a horror story.

Inside I'm screaming.

Inside I'm crying.

Inside I'm broken.

Inside I'm dying.

This is my warning.

Remain outside.

Never venture inside.

Outside is the calm of the storm.

Inside is the storm.