Feeling something that was once happiness
is now nothing but a memory.
Wretched with grief and anxiety,
Pain in my chest swallows me whole.
Caverns of black and purple,
my heart lies deep within
expelling inks in tones of red,
yet my body feels no lighter still.
I close my eyes, there's darkness there.
But there's darkness everywhere.
Water pours over head,
steam fills up the room.
Crossed legs upon the floor,
tears fall down my face.
difference to water is between my sobs,
the salt lays thick on my tongue.
Fatigued in life, not just my breath
each day begins to drag.
Challenge myself to leave it still,
because harming helps no one.
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 5:37 PM UTC
Feeling something that was once happiness
is now nothing but a memory.
Wretched with grief and anxiety,
Pain in my chest swallows me whole.
Caverns of black and purple,
my heart lies deep within
expelling inks in tones of red,
yet my body feels no lighter still.
I close my eyes, there's darkness there.
But there's darkness everywhere.
Water pours over head,
steam fills up the room.
Crossed legs upon the floor,
tears fall down my face.
difference to water is between my sobs,
the salt lays thick on my tongue.
Fatigued in life, not just my breath
each day begins to drag.
Challenge myself to leave it still,
because harming helps no one.
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