If you’ve got something mentally wrong like I do, I think you will appreciate this poem.

I can’t think straight again

and my knees have gone weak

This time it’s not passing

and my lungs have gone asleep.

The breath has gone away

and my eyes are filled with tears

I try to hold them back

to delay my darkest fears.

Now the room is getting hazy

and their faces start to spin

I can’t hold on to reality-

I don’t know where it begins.

I close my eyes and slip away

If only for a little while

It’s like I’m in a nightmare but still awake

Like the door running away with every mile.

I look around me, trying to ask for help

Or at least try to come back to tday

I can’t do it

Not when I can’t talk myself into the “It’s okay”

Not when everything inside is louder than out

Causing my ears to ring

Things related to big to small to in to out

Causing me to realize that there’s nothing to bring

Nothing to do for me

Just sit back and let it pass.

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