Terminal

by Kyleene Mitchell   Jun 1, 2018


I thought I had escaped this dark terror
Believes the crushing weight of senseless misery had disappeared
Yet here I am
Head in hands
Battling the thick fog threatening to consume
Shaking and screaming aloud
Attempting to scare away the frustration
This is going to destroy me
Harsh anxiety will rip me apart
The anger and pain will shred my fragile mind
As unstable as I am
Hopeless despair is eating away at my shattered soul
I feel lost
Disgusted with myself
I’ve become weak
Allowing this to happen again
My will, pathetic
Salty tears caress my cheeks
Fingers clenched in fear
I am unable to breathe
To even think coherently
It has taken over me
The depressing force
Penetrates and possessed my life
Maybe I never truly climbed out of this nightmare
Back in the black depths of my mind

2011

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