Over

for those who need an escape

I need it to be over

I need it to end

I need some way to turn off the noise

The pounding

The relentless banging in my head

I need it to stop 

I need it to cease

I need to find a way 

To put an end to what 

Threatens to destroy me 

From the inside out

I can't 

Do this anymore

I look

Through the puddles in my eyes

Wondering

Who this is 

Who's possessions these are

Who's face is staring back in the mirror

Who created this life

This room

And how they fell down here

How their heart broke

How their soul shattered

My heart burns 

Longing

My head pounds

Loss

My hands shake

Desire

But there is no escape

Not one that keeps these feet

Planted on the ground 

Not one that keeps those around

Intact and unbroken themselves

But I wonder

If that is the only way

To make the pain stop
To turn off the noise in my head

To end the burning in my heart

To finally heal the brokenness

Then why would I not? 

 

Reviews

[Jason Shadows]

The switch...which one or the other. Life and the soul still is loose. Sometimes the mirror reflects things we can never see. Look close and see into the cosmos for another adventure looming about. Great write.

[Amanda Trerotola]

It is certainly difficult to overcome a hard time. I can see your pain in this poem.