I found myself stooping in my room again
I found myself crying alone again
Curled up on the floor again
Bundled up all emotions
Yet again they started over flowin
Buried deep down inside
My heart, no safe place to abide
I found myself dying again
The blood dripped from my wrists again
The crimson pain leaving my body
Draining, leaving me dry again
Only to heal back up and wait for the next time again
My body shaking
My heart racing
My memories tracing
Tracking back to what’s untold
To what’s to never to unfold
I lie there alone again
Dried blood on the floor again
A puddle of tears leading from my cheeks again
My scars only to heal to be opened
Opened once again.
YOU ARE READING
Enter Thy Mind
PoetryThis publication is a collective of a few of my more personal compositions. It begins with a few pieces from my early teenage years and concludes with more contemporary verses that I have written respectively for this compilation. It presents a poet...
