losing myself

I cannot remember who I am

I feel like ghost of a person

the shadow of who I once was

the smile that I used to wear

like my favorite accessory

sits high on a shelf, collecting dust

the eyes that shone with hope

are dull and sad with despair

my nerves are frayed and my mind 

is a roaring hurricane of emotion

quiet, I want to scream

but when the thoughts finally settle

and the cacophony fades to a whisper

I am left with a loathing so deep 

that the demons of my mind awaken 

they rattle its gates 

clamoring for their pound of flesh

today, I think

I will let them take every piece of me

there is nothing left worth saving. 

Reviews

[Robowriter]

passionate, painful, and powerful...

[Serendipity Planet]

Honestly that's the type of poems I love most ,
Brave and powerful writing that want to shout out all those thoughts locked inside , but still , you wrote : quiet

I am getting addicted to your words