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Apr 2019
I have issues
some small,
some big,
some I just can't wrap my head around

My brain is being corrupted
One small thought at a time
Eventually, it will drain out of my mind
every thought, moment, and disbelief
to ever cross my mind

Onto the floor in a pile of sorrow
no understanding, no promise for tomorrow
things my mind creates, the scenarios
don't even make sense

Perhaps for a moment
I could stop the world...
think, comprehend, and decide
How will I overcome the next challenge?

Where is this corrupt world taking me?
This is a piece I wrote when I was feeling down and not really knowing where to go or what to do or even who to talk to. Hope you guys enjoy.
Cole Brantley
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Cole Brantley  17/M/Tallahassee, FL
(17/M/Tallahassee, FL)   
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