Can’t See

Can’t you see
My life is a thread
Swinging in the wind
A broken record
Cursed to the core
Black cloud
Suicidal pain
Mouth stitched shut
Closed doors
Thorny paths
Bare knuckles
Bloody hands
Loaded gun
Itchy finger
Prophecy unfolding
Unmarked grave awaits…

PART II I did not write this part. Reader response from my Facebook page


Speaking my thoughts without a word
Seeing them on a page
One I did not write
Knowing I walk the same path
But still feeling alone
Thorns cutting my skin
A pain deep within
Walls closing in on me
Making things hard to breathe
Nothing stops the pain
All in my mind
Begging to be set free
No one hears my screams as I walk off the edge
Back into that dark empty hole
Lost and forgotten to the world
Decaying in my self dug grave…


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