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TK May 2020
Quiet
Alone but not physically
Quiet
Stuck with my thoughts
Quiet
My mind is loud, overbearing
Quiet
The rain has settled the wind has calmed
Quiet
The storm was my only company
Quiet
Suffering in silence
Quiet
Most people lay fast asleep
Quiet
I cant hear my breathing
Quiet
I can only hear the noise in my head
Quiet
Too quiet... is my heart beating?
TK May 2020
A torturous cycle
Repeat
Repeat
Repeat
My heart beats
Or does it
This journey never ending
It started young
Countless battles to escape since
To change my fate
Yet here is this torturous cycle
Repeat
Repeat
Repeat
Busy and quiet
Inside and out
Defective, functioning (barely)
Unique, Standard
Storms i love
But no
Definitely not this one
I went for a very different style with this one, trying to exlore different ways of poetry, leaving more for the reader to interpret and dissect the way they may do so. Whether they may relate in their own way or whether they may not. Whether they relate in a way that is different to my  thoughts and my personal meaning behind this i like to think other people can possibly relate in their own way even if it’s completely different to my own meaning behind it
TK May 2018
A long and dark journey that feels never-ending.
A vicious cycle that lessens the pain.
But when you need to press the stop button, it quits working.
Negatives out-way the positives.
Yet you keep returning to your journey, to try and keep your mind at bay.
Temporary relief followed by enhanced and new problems.
So you stray back to the dark journey, one that feels like sunshine at the time.
So easy to give in, desperate for release.
Only to be left stranded in the dark alone, with the monster that lurks inside.
Writers block seems to be inescapable at the moment, but felt as though i needed to put some thoughts down on the page.
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