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Jul 2015
Piles of crickets in my gut chattered like peasants again
Straight to my heart of pebbles—crashing whole as a full speed train
Every second ticks like a passing in hell
A long winding pit that only those who've gone could tell

Limb by limb I am restrained by an invisible force
Keeping me chained to illusions,leading to an undesired course
I am at the mercy of the shadows that sprang like weeds from inside me
Sweeping me stolen like a forest with not even one solitary tree

They tell me to laugh it off like a drunken's joke
To push on with what is left of my cursed yoke
If I cut myself in pieces they'll hang their mouths open instead
For they'll stop it with the "it is all just in her head"

The sun that warms me vital has long been eclipsed in my vision
In this blanket of sadness, there is only growing oblivion
I'd like to rise some more but how can I? I am the battle
There is nothing to see here except for me to be reduced in a rubble
Feeling much better now after an unwanted storm
epictails
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epictails  Manila
(Manila)   
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     Aazzy, --- and epictails
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