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A disruption in a peaceful world, everyday I’m At war and battling against myself. Clouds overcast my mind. Ugh, god, dad, I’m so sorry I’m like this. Edge is near, I think I’m losing my balance. I feel like I’m alone in this world. Guilt consumes my mind. I don’t know How to not feel like this. Innocence has disappeared, this is a jigsaw puzzle I simply can’t solve. Keep me close, keep me alive. Landfill of thoughts piling up in my mind. Missing a piece to the puzzle of life. No one understands why I’m like this, not even me. Once I wasn’t this crazy, Please don’t leave me here alone. Quick, I feel myself falling apart. Raging war in my mind, when will it end? Still searching for the piece that completes the puzzle. Tick, tick...time's running out. Underneath this craziness is a person needing to be loved. Visions of something better, it wasn’t supposed to be like this. It’s warmth I crave, I need a hand to hold. Looking at an X-ray of this broken thing that can never be put back together. Yes, I’m still here. My sanity may not be but I am. Zigzagging.
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 2:36 PM UTC
Dad, I'm sorry I'm like this.
A disruption in a peaceful world, everyday I’m At war and battling against myself. Clouds overcast my mind. Ugh, god, dad, I’m so sorry I’m like this. Edge is near, I think I’m losing my balance. I feel like I’m alone in this world. Guilt consumes my mind. I don’t know How to not feel like this. Innocence has disappeared, this is a jigsaw puzzle I simply can’t solve. Keep me close, keep me alive. Landfill of thoughts piling up in my mind. Missing a piece to the puzzle of life. No one understands why I’m like this, not even me. Once I wasn’t this crazy, Please don’t leave me here alone. Quick, I feel myself falling apart. Raging war in my mind, when will it end? Still searching for the piece that completes the puzzle. Tick, tick...time's running out. Underneath this craziness is a person needing to be loved. Visions of something better, it wasn’t supposed to be like this. It’s warmth I crave, I need a hand to hold. Looking at an X-ray of this broken thing that can never be put back together. Yes, I’m still here. My sanity may not be but I am. Zigzagging.
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 2:36 PM UTC
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