Inevitable

You can't see it. But it's there. It's the feeling in the pit of your stomach that churns and burns. It sends your thoughts drifting in many directions. You can't comprehend it. You don't understand why you feel the way you do. Every emotion is so powerful that it affects you from the inside out. The sunken expression on your face is black. You're hurt. But no one cares. In fact, everyone could care less. They're so caught up in their own 'problems' that they don't even see you. You're invisible. A faint mask walking amongst them. Hiding it all. Shielding it from the world. You can only imagine the outbursts. There isn't a window. There isn't a light. Black will overtake white every time. People think they understand, but they don't. They won't see those pieces of evidence fall. They won't hear you scream against your wall. They won't care when they do. You're all alone. You're in a world blinded by conformists and materialists. You'll be blamed, thrashed, cut down, but you'll stand. Barely.