emptiness i what i feel
it is torturous
but it is real
it swallows me whole
while burning me alive
misery is what i know
day by day
it seems to grow
it ties me up
and injures me constantly
oh this suffering,
why do you torment me?
Rip me up,
scratch my heart
and crack me deep.
welcome back anxiety
have you missed
hurting me?
keep my breath
and pound my lungs.
good morning depression,
are you here to stay
for the day?
or will you just come and go
and ruin me along the way?
emptiness is what i feel
it is horrid
but it is real.
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Glass
PoetryWhen everything is broken, and all the mirrors are destroyed, your wrist are cut open there are your thoughts that you wish to avoid. When everything is falling apart, and you long for this time to pass, you lie there with a torn up heart and st...
