I was there in the dark place asking for help,
While everybody is staring I can’t help to pity myself.
I can hear all of their judgements loud and clear,
And just by their presence I can feel a tremendous fear.
Al I want is someone to hear me out,
All of the things I wanted to speak but never came out.
Someone who will just listen and hear all the cries that I’m keeping,
Someone who will not compare their lives like others is usually doing.
Because I’m tired to tell my worries and just to be cut down,
Where all I need is someone who will listen until I’m done.
This place that I’m in you will never ever understand,
If you will never hear me out I think I need to let go of this last strand.
Last strand of hope that maybe someday someone will be there,
Who will be my wall when I’m striving to ask for air.
A place where I can breath and let go of this building ache,
And someone who will choose to stay just for my own sake.
In this world we’re living everyone choose to own every stories that they hear,
Making that person feel that what she feels is only a useless fear.
Like whatever she tell is not comparable to that person’s experienced,
Without considering that two person can’t be the compare coz it simply doesn’t make sense.
How will I open up if there’s no way someone will be there to listen?
How will I free myself if no one wants to stay until the end?
How will I cope up if these worries keeps building up?
Who will be there for me if I choose everything to stop?
Nobody will be there because they choose not to understand,
They choose to be deaf and blind to someone else demand.
Demand to be heard when everything seems to break apart,
While they’re slowly fading in the dark while protecting their aching heart.
Loneliness feels like the best choice out of the other options,
It feels like home and here no one can judge any of my actions.
In this dark place I found peace and safety,
And being alone made me realized a new opportunity.
I don’t need to seek validation just to let everyone know my existence.
I don’t need to change who I am just to fit in this society’s requirements.
I will be true to myself and I will not let my identity change by anyone.
Because this is who I am in the beginning and flaws makes me human.
Even nobody will understand I will choose to be ok.
Even I’ll be in this dark place I will never breakaway.
The path will be hard knowing I’ll take this all alone,
This journey that I chose in the end I’ll meet my own milestone.
I will choose to be ok even if no one will be there,
Coz I already accepted that I’m the only who needs to care.
They will never understand coz they choose to only see the beautiful part,
And choose not to understand everything from the very start.
Working employee wherein blogging became my side hobby.
Creator of Living Her Own Life which aims to touch people’s heart and inspire them to achieve their own goals in life.
Writing has been my passion for almost 15 years. Last 2020, I made my very own website where I can share all of my thoughts and stories in life.