I’m Still Here

Black as winter,
cold as night
my heart still beats.

Against all odds;
On every level
I am left alone.

Insane as a bee
I yell and I scream
until my eyes shut tight

The little voice
whispering-wanting to be heard.
The screeching never stops.

I close my eyes to sadness,
and pull away from touch-
but the thoughts i cant escape

Surrounded by the little guys;
all who talk above me-
I seem to be invisible

white as the fire
I still stand alone.

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