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Aug 2014
I feel a little lost within,
Everything under my skin
Has started to spin
Forgive me if I don't make sense
I feel as though I might break again
I'm not sure where I'm going
The wheels in my mind won't stop turning
All in different directions
- I think I feel something burning
Is this mental self-destruction?
When I stop and think,
I begin to shiver and shake
Frustration, fear and pain
Hope and loss have left me drained
So I spin, out of control, down the line
It's dark and cold
So hot it burns
Losing my mind
But still it churns
Out reckless thoughts
(Oh, it hurts!)
...Yet all the while
A little voice sings
At the edge of the darkness
Calling me
Calming me
Reminding me
Incomplete
wanderer
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