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Sep 2015
I am falling faster than I can measure as the darkness all but consumes me.
I no longer see any light in the loves that held me here.
I only see solace in goodbye.
I awake falling with no grasp of the day, no will to move forward, no purpose.
I think I am done with this fight and simply wish to shed this body.
I know not what tipped my balance, nor when.
I have no wish to talk or discuss solutions or remedy to this darkness.
I simply want to be free from it.
Free, just free from the torture of each wasted day with all its pain and sycophantic malaise.
Had I the substance to go.
Micheal Wolf
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Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
(On the edge of reason, UK)   
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