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Sep 2018
Weeping inside,dry staring outside
Hearts weighed down , minds running circles.
Relaxing I cannot  , losing hope I am
Yet tears are not flowing , Let me cry words then.

I slept in all hopes ,I woke up in scares tho,
I do not know why dear , but my spirit lost calm.
Souls sobbing loud , my heart drenching in weeps, brain damage I fear,
Darkness lurking I sense.

My eyes in deception glaring at the mirror,
Chest pounding hard,hopeless dreams they turning.
Slowly grazing around in seemingly lost races.
Coping I hope , To survive .

“Am I alone?”  My mind asking itself.
A quitter I am not build , yet simply fading into this void I am.
“Which way to turn?” Silently shouting for help.
A lost soul! I hope I don’t turn into.
Written by
Yannick  21/M/Ottawa deep
(21/M/Ottawa deep)   
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   --- and Lizzie
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