Ebb & Flow of Misery

****Please note that this is a creative endeavour and in no way is indicative of how I am feeling.****

Midnight closes in
stars no longer glitter
moon hides behind itself
while I lay and tremble.
Those voices have come calling
home to roost
penetrating my defenses
wrapping their tongues around words
hissed
whispered
only I can hear.
You are worthless.
No one cares.
No one wants to know your fears.
Hush sweet child 
you are ours 
to do with as we will.
Hangman’s noose
fits around my neck
as I stand upon the precipice
tears scattered
dawn does break
sky turning a crimson pink.
Where do I turn?
To whom shall I cry out?
Will old men shout
when I fall from the sky
or turn a blind eye?
I can muster no fight
I can hear no words
other than the torment
vicious
drilling into my psyche
rending my heart.
I can take no more.
Vacant
alone
life holds no joy
only despair and pain.
Coiled in on myself
my only wish…….
to disappear.
©August 4/19
Picture via Pinterest

 

Broken Hope

***Please note this is not how I am feeling at this time.***
I am broken.
Fragile heart
listless soul
lost 
broken
destroyed.
I am broken.
Tears
crystal shatters
falling at my feet
no longer does it pain me
for there is nothing
a black void
where once there was hope.
I am broken.
Cold I have become
realizing there is no love
not a shred to be found
within this being.
I am broken.
Survivor
a past so bleak
so brutal
that I hide from it
only forward will I go.
I am broken.
Gathering
tethering
some semblance
of reality.
I am broken
but know
I should never give up hope.
February 12/19