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Black dog Jan 2018 I spend all my hours crying and crouching in dark despair, consumed by self-pity; neither living nor dead, my mind poisoned by grief, ruined, undone, bitter and broken; my love wrenched from me. My dream smashed into a billion pieces. I'm finally ready to embrace the black dog with all its teeth and fury, fearless, numb, exhausted, done. I'll gladly drink down the bitter pills to end this state of loss; to spread my flesh, to let the cold waters draw me down; with pockets full of stones, anything to stop this intolerable feeling! I am nothing but empty!, I’m sick and tired and at the end! And for those that may remember just how retched a soul I had become; I pray and pray; that I am soon completely forgotten.
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Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
Black dog
Black dog Jan 2018 I spend all my hours crying and crouching in dark despair, consumed by self-pity; neither living nor dead, my mind poisoned by grief, ruined, undone, bitter and broken; my love wrenched from me. My dream smashed into a billion pieces. I'm finally ready to embrace the black dog with all its teeth and fury, fearless, numb, exhausted, done. I'll gladly drink down the bitter pills to end this state of loss; to spread my flesh, to let the cold waters draw me down; with pockets full of stones, anything to stop this intolerable feeling! I am nothing but empty!, I’m sick and tired and at the end! And for those that may remember just how retched a soul I had become; I pray and pray; that I am soon completely forgotten.
Confused, broken, desperate place, dark, suicidal
Purcy
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52/M/Earth
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
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