Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
No one else beside your fear It shakes the pace of a heartbeat And sends heads spinning in a clockwork motion You unravel from the inside out Shaking feverishly, muttering to yourself That everything will be alright I hear the crying of a child ringing in my ears And realize it comes from my gaping mouth I am powerless to stop this behavior Unable to move, I ask for help For a hand to hold, for a person to embrace me as protection The room stretches and distorts so far away I pray for my conscience to stay intact Yet, ironically, it is the very thing that crumbles my balance Pushing me off, falling towards the cement I scream so loudly, I ache so loudly My bones are shattering and I’m about to break And I can feel the whole office watching And I can feel this sense of drowning A white noise piercing me like needles My heart and my reality are a ball of yarn that keeps unraveling I can’t look at this world the same anymore, it keeps cracking open I feel the tearing of the skin begin I collapse as the gasoline pours all over me And I can feel this sense of drowning
0
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
This Sense of Drowning
No one else beside your fear It shakes the pace of a heartbeat And sends heads spinning in a clockwork motion You unravel from the inside out Shaking feverishly, muttering to yourself That everything will be alright I hear the crying of a child ringing in my ears And realize it comes from my gaping mouth I am powerless to stop this behavior Unable to move, I ask for help For a hand to hold, for a person to embrace me as protection The room stretches and distorts so far away I pray for my conscience to stay intact Yet, ironically, it is the very thing that crumbles my balance Pushing me off, falling towards the cement I scream so loudly, I ache so loudly My bones are shattering and I’m about to break And I can feel the whole office watching And I can feel this sense of drowning A white noise piercing me like needles My heart and my reality are a ball of yarn that keeps unraveling I can’t look at this world the same anymore, it keeps cracking open I feel the tearing of the skin begin I collapse as the gasoline pours all over me And I can feel this sense of drowning
Written by
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem