This Life We're Living

Finding the End*

Trapped in my mind.

It's like a maze,

problems seen left and right.

Which door to choose?

Will this make me or break me?

Decisions are so hard to choose.

So many miss steps,

can i back track?

I'm searching for an exit.

I'm clawing at the wall of thoughts.

Is there an exit?

I feel sick.

My mind is clouded,

foggy,

bleary,

jagged,

rough.

Like cracks in glass.

Spreading.

Branching.

Stop.

I'm transparent.

Can you see through my clear making?

Overwhelmed.

Overexposed.

But what about my flaws?

Can you see through the cracks?

Solid lines,

dividing my being.

The words are a wedge.

Cracks become trenches.

Words seep in.

Drowning.

Choking.

I can't breath. 

Help!

Help me please!

I've lost my way.

Drain the words.

Replace them,

new ones light and free.

Weight off my lungs

so that i can now breath.

Glue the pieces.

Mend the cracks.

The flaws are still there

but only memories.

Clear my mind.

Help me to see

clear,

crystal,

real.

Round the edges.

I don't want to hurt.

Not me.

Not you.

Shape me.

I just want to fit in.

Restart.

A new beginning.

A new end.

Be my light.

The maze may still be here,

as solid and as strong as ever.

But doors open

and i can see you.

Lead me to the right doors

away from the jungle.

Away from myself.

Lead me.

Lead me.

Lead me to you.

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This is a rewrite of my poem "help me". I know i haven't written a poem in FOREVER but, i hope this makes up for it.....maybe. Anyways i hope you liked it! Comment. Tell me what you like and don't like. Most of all thank you for reading!

-Lilly