Everything’s Broken


My pen is dry
The paper is crumpled
My screen is blank

Cursor just blinks
No words on the page
Heart and mind race

Darkness
Emptiness
Short of breath

Anxiety
Depression
The never ending 50 ton elephant

Everything’s broken
My heart
My mind
My spirit

Empty page
Silent rage
A void never filled

Just one day hoping not to wake up
So I don’t have to be broken anymore…

Can’t See


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

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

Speaking

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…