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Feb 22
Endless thoughts
Racing through a still body

The fear
The anxiety
Why is it
STILL HAPPENING

The torment
The pain
JUST LET IT END

The acceptance
The plotting
Yeah that will calm the head



Doomscrolling
And the carefully built wall
Cracks and breaks
Majority down
The building still stands

A random thought
Turned into fear of unknown
A possibility
Crushed under a shoe
Of what was to be expected

Two eyes now watch
From the desk it sits
The trash so close
But the hope still there
Crushed but not enough to trash

A shoulder throbs
Wrist sprained
But it was gonna be worth it
It would be worth it in the end, right?

Calm music
As a heart races
Tears flowing
And silent screams echoing in the empty room

I should be fine
But all I want
Is for the clock to turn back

Turn back when I was safe
Turn back when he was mine
Turn back
When I could finally break with someone

It wasn't the duck
No these scars run much deeper
The duck just floated down the stream
In the hurricane that followed
Writing of the Unknown
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