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Jan 2022
A lonely heart, a stagnant soul

Searching for something to make me whole.

A broken spirit with tattered wings

Unsure of what the future brings.

Doubt it haunts me, it smiles, it leers

Despair takes rein, it neighs and it sneers.

My strength leaves me when darkness takes hold.

The walls that protect me begin to erode.

Depression and fear an arduous fight,

Slowly it creeps like shadows at night.

They shackle, they chain, they grip and they mire.

They dim my light and consume my fire.

Empty of light with no hope to cling

I scream and I shout, I cry and I sing.

But muffled sounds are all that is heard

For Anxiety is stealing every word.

Unable to breathe, still trapped in a bind.

It cripples my body, it alters my mind.

No magical pill. No mystical potion

Can help free me of these negative emotions.
Bimsara De Silva
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Bimsara De Silva  25/M/Sri Lanka
(25/M/Sri Lanka)   
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