i am broken
there is a darkness within me that creeps across the underside of my eyelids with each blink
a gnawing fog that doesn't let me sleep
a rising flood that refuses to weep
a burning brand in your chest
A yearning to be free from the weight, even if just for a moment. Even if those moments are stolen in the darkness, shame-filled secrets that scorch your hands and your spirit.
Scars that clearly show a battle has been fought, but no one can be sure it has been won.
A tightening grip around your throat that you wish would just finish the job and put you out of your misery
A plea like Giles Corey for "more weight"
/this wicked unrest threatens to tear your soul in two
...but silently, lest anyone should hear./
Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 2:19 PM UTC
i am broken
there is a darkness within me that creeps across the underside of my eyelids with each blink
a gnawing fog that doesn't let me sleep
a rising flood that refuses to weep
a burning brand in your chest
A yearning to be free from the weight, even if just for a moment. Even if those moments are stolen in the darkness, shame-filled secrets that scorch your hands and your spirit.
Scars that clearly show a battle has been fought, but no one can be sure it has been won.
A tightening grip around your throat that you wish would just finish the job and put you out of your misery
A plea like Giles Corey for "more weight"
/this wicked unrest threatens to tear your soul in two
...but silently, lest anyone should hear./