a battle with myself

I can feel the sadness seeping through my veins

but my heart is off-limits with locks and chain.

I may not be invincible,

but is it not that impossible?

To manipulate my soul

Into all forms and shapes

because we all know heroes rarely come with capes.

I am trying to smile

without it no one looks their best.

I may be exhausted, 

but the wicked never rest.

my eyes see a world

that others cannot,

but this gift called reality,

can't be store-bought.

I am just floating away,

but only silence falls from my lips,

an ocean filled with thoughts,

i'll sail safely on this ship.

I can feel the sadness seeping through my veins,

my heart is now vulnerable,

should i try to restrain?