A Dark Night On The BorderlineA Poem by JamesSawinskiOne bad night
It's just me and my empty head
The tv glaring back like an angry parent Way too bright and way too much at once I shut it off and breathe a sigh of relief Finally some peace, Laying down eyes closed, The slamming of the door startles me Bolting up, thoughts overtaking my head Checking the door but it's still locked Freaked out I go and lay down I turn back on the tv trying to calm my head Hyperventilating and shaking Paranoid beyond all belief When I hear my mother calling me From another time in another room "Come down, you're gonna be late" "It's ok, hunny come here" Crying, curled in a ball as her voice slips Farther and farther back to where it came What is wrong with me? Is this real? The shadows seem to come to the light Standing around me, taunting me Screaming and rocking What is happening to me? What does this all mean? Huddled in a corner Till the sun peeks through the curtains Sending the people back to the darkness And bringing me back to reality © 2024 JamesSawinski |
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Added on November 15, 2024 Last Updated on November 15, 2024 Tags: BPD, Poem, Hallucinations, Depression, Sadness AuthorJamesSawinskiCanadaAboutI write poetry about mental health and the day to day struggles of trying to be human. more..Writing
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