a rope.

i really dont know how i feel at the moment

my emotions are jumbled and missplaced i feel cold lost and confused

i miss home. i miss my warm bed i miss having my bear to hold

i need a hug

i need strong arms to cry into

i need a warm voice to tell me its ok

i need someone to look me in the eyes and tell me im beautiful

i need a promise that this is the right track this is the way for me

or i want this is anything really needed than air in my lungs and food in my belly

i have no energy im drained and tired confused about reality and whats to come next

i need hope and im grasping at the rope of life trying to hold on as it twist and turns

shakes pulls me forward without looking back

the ropes wrapped around my belly squeezing

forcing the air from my lungs pressing tighter and tighter it winds around my neck

pressing into my windpipes forcing them close as i choke and choke

 

im not happy right now

a smile lights my face but i feel broken

im back at that place where apathy fills me

distorting emotions

only the void is left

the huge red violent hunger that grips my chest

ive fallen fallen fallen so far

once again im broken into peaces

once again im frantically sewing myself together

using any adhesive i can wrap my fingertips around

 

Reviews

[Bard Constantine]

Very melancholy... painting a picture of suffocating isolation; that lonely place that no one wants to be...