A Piece Of Ones Soul Poem by ezzabell fanning

in the crowd, i only see you
in the crowd, i can only hear you
in the crowd,
i can only feel you.

this shouldnt be happening
i know it shouldnt
but yet i cant ignore
ignore the creature thats tugging
tugging and tugging
at the seams of this once whole heart
tugging til it rips
tugging till it falls apart

though i know it shouldnt be this way
but i didnt know that it must
i didnt admit
admit that i have been keeping myself in the dark
all this time.

i thought it was all rainbows and butterflies
until the storm came
ever so sudden
ever so menacing.

all the butterflies flew away
leaving me
leaving me to venge for myself
in the dark.
the darkness in which i find sanctuary
a sanctuary from everything that defies me
defies my thoughts
defies my feelings
defies me.

i may be young
i may be naive
heck, you can call me a silly
a silly girl prancing on stage
a stage with a very ignorant audience
too ignorant to even see that the silly girl too has feelings
feelings like any other actor
feelings like any member of the audience
feelings like any other human being.