Faith

Like a shotgun blast

My emotions are

Scattered

before me.

Tangenting off

In all directions

At once.

Leaving me

Feeling vulnerable

To the slightest

Emotional breeze

Across my soul.

As the tears flow

At the gentlest

Of touch

Upon my heartstrings.

Smothering remains

Of blackened holes

Once contained

My burnt out eyes

Stare blankly.

And I wonder

Why bother.

As I slip away

With every breath

I take.

Into the embrace

Of darkness.

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

There is a strength and sad beauty to this piece and a transparency all too real. Well done.

[therisa]

Thank you, Tammy. Would settle for, a little R&R, in a nice warm island, by the sea.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

losing faith in life, in oneself...nowhere to go but to the darkness.
"burnt out eyes" that have seen too much, and a heart that doesn't want to see any more.

[therisa]

I know, it's a real downer, Jacob, but I have been feeling this way, for awhile. Please don't worry, about me, being suicidal, as I'm not.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i realize most poems are poems...and poets write about life, not always as a diary---but i am glad to hear that you are not...

[therisa]

Just this month, has been real hard on me, on an emotional level. And yes, my poems are, more of a poetic journey, than just a mere poem, documenting my travels.

[Niall Madden]

I like the use of broken structure to emphasize the idea of "scattered" emotion however sometimes I feel it breaks up in a way that is odd but that's just personal. Good poem

[therisa]

Thank you, Niall, for the review. Am an intuitive writer, and this style feels comfortable to me.