LucyA Poem by JbThe quiet night The quiet sight The quiet thoughts As they take flight The walls can’t talk So they’re quiet, too They just move before me That’s all they need to do It’s all they need to do To say what I need to hear So I break the silence and scream But my voice gets lost in fear Because they continue moving Just like an ocean wave Constantly bobbing and weaving Sending me to my grave I try to close my eyes As an escape, possibly But then the foreign dimensions Begin to consume me So my eyes bolt open Right back at the wall That I saw just seconds ago Though there’s no time at all My pulse is picking up Perspiration down my skin Inhale, inhale, inhale There’s nothing to breathe in There’s nothing to hold onto The world is still not still It’s starting to boil over I know I’m ready to spill Because I’m stranded in the ocean Growing weak and ready to sink Stranded in this madness Too tangled up to think Waves, they over take me There is nothing that can make me Make me see what’s real Or nullify what I feel Up Down Up Down Parilyzed I mine as well drown But wasn’t this a wall? There’s no way I’m trapped But existence is dissepearing Lives have overlapped And here it is before me, Up Down Up Down Closer Closer Closer… I know it’s coming Insanity © 2012 Jb |
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Added on July 31, 2012 Last Updated on July 31, 2012 AuthorJbYoungstown, OHAboutThe majority of my life has been consumed by Eating Disorders (no pun intended). I've dealt with severe Anorexia from the age of 13-19, recovered, and now struggle with Bulimia. Depression, Anxiety, a.. more..Writing
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