"The Dark and All His Friends"
[Jack Wolf]
And I stopped dancing around
When the world stopped going round
Breaking down on my empty room
I realize there's no one who can tell me the truth
Everything's falling around me
And I don't see a way out for this
My parents come with the same talk every day
"Get new friends, learn how to be a man"
My friends come with the same talk every week
"Back off your parents, be who you wanna be"
And confusion became my new friend
A friend that can be my quicksand
And I stopped dancing around
When my world stopped going round
I swear I saw the devil the other day
He laughed at my face, pulled my hair and said
"You're never gonna get out of this"
I woke up right after and cried in the following minutes
What would be of me without my school's teacher?
I say this 'cause he helped me when I was weaker
But a teacher's company is not enough to full the space
That's left in blank when you don't seem to fit in any place
And lonely became my new friend
A friend that can be my quicksand
And I stopped dancing around
When my world stopped going round
Life just trapped me in the dark
And she has no mercy, I think she wants me to die
Where's the light I used to see here?
Where's the joy, the smiles, just when I need?
I wake up and I notice the silence
I walk around and everybody seems to be hiding
Hiding themselves from me or from who I am now?
Hiding themselves from the me that I just found?
And dark and silence became my new friends
Friends that can mean my quicksand
And I stopped dancing around
When my world stopped going round
Sometimes my feets go to the kitchen
And they seem to already know ehat they're wishing
There's a knife in the dinner table and I just think
I think of ending with it all and it doesn't look like a sin
But then some external force pulls me back to the beach
And tells me that I was almost dying under water
I try to tell him that peace is just something I can't reach
But the force tells me there are more things that matters
And death almost became my friend
A friend that could be my quicksand
And I stopped dancing around
When my world stopped going round
Breaking down on my empty room
I was crying so much that I barely saw you
And I should've locked my room before
'Cause I cried more when you closed that door
Even under my sheets, I didn't feel the heat
That once was a part of me
Where was everyone when I needed more attention?
I used to be special, now I suffer of rejection
And cold became my new friend
Along with the others, turned into my quicksand
And I stopped dancing around
When the world stopped going round
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A Scream for Freedom | poetry.
Poetry"A Scream for Freedom" narrates the journey of a 17-year-old boy who struggles not with his sexuality, but with how his family reacts to it and how he sees the world after their reaction. All poems written by Jack Wolf, with special assistance from...