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Jan 2021
Im breaking
Im a thousand pieces of wasted coal,
My night is eternal
My skin torn by the pain of my mistakes.
I played the game,
I thought i was winning
I felt a profound sense of loneliness
A chain set on fire pressed against my chest...
Long are the hours,
Where i stare inside my dark soul
Take me somewhere i can be free,
I want to escape, get away from it all
My demons have left me alone
Like a wounded bird, i can no longer fly home


You and i know
That with me, im lost.
The mirror shows my a blank face
And a hollow soul
And deep down I know
I know...
Id never love me, and with me im lost.

These ropes that used to keep me grounded
To the miserable reality of pain and emptiness,
These broken ropes...
Are now hanging from the ceiling
And the pressure around my neck
Feels like the right place,
My last breath doesnt come fast enough
Why wont you let me die?
What have I done?
Im broken and I feel whole
Used to living off of one or two pieces of me,
My faces scare me, my eyes stares blank
Into my lost thoughts
You robbed me of What I never had,
I was shattered and became dust,
Now I flow through the drift
That takes me back home.
MonHX soul whispers
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MonHX soul whispers  39/M/Nashville, Tn
(39/M/Nashville, Tn)   
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