Dark Places

Something I wrote in after my hysteria had subsided. I don't fancy myself much of a writer, so excuse my poor grammar and punctuation. I just write what I feel.

I feel a heaviness in my chest today

the kind of heaviness that straps my body to the bed and keeps me from flying

I fight the desire to crawl back into that cool, dark, place

The place I cannot be reached

and I am alone with my heart

My aching heart

The place where my dreams are defeated by inaction

and the minutes pass at a glacial pace, 

but my heart races

The place where there is no right,

and the screaming in my head cuts through the silence

in my cool, dark, place

Reviews

[sL]

For a poet, the truest way to deal with sadness and confusion can be to write about it. I connect so deeply to all of the words you've written here. I want to decompose the poem/break it down and analyze it. Rather I will simply tell you my favorite line: "The place where my dreams are defeated by inaction"

Brilliant