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Aug 2020
I been trying to express these chaotic thoughts
But that makes it worse
Been in a dark place
Lost my spark
Dark heart, dark thoughts
In a blacked out room
Knowing no one could help
That **** really hurts.

Sung a song of all my tears
Ocean deep like all of my fears resurface
Soul shattering
Spirit severing
Wavering on a thin line
Fleeting thoughts of mine
Roll around like a raging tsunami
Melancholic toll of a grandfather's clock.

Spiritual blight corrodes my sanity
Like an overwhelming emotional heist
No sleep most nights
Wandering geists hunt me continuously
I cant haunt a house
If it haunts me too.

Emotional comatose
Deprived overdose of sorrow
Hollow is the heart
Without my better half
Heavy is the head
With a broken crown
Heavy is the shoulders
With self comparison
Heavy is the heart
Without a cradle in the grave.
Bryce
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Bryce  21/M
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