Words Like These (I'm Sick)

by Lune de ma vie   Sep 25, 2021


Under haunted skies,
another sleepless night.
Lost in this world,
'cause I don't belong.

Brick by brick,
laying the foundation.
Building walls so high,
it's become a familiar home.

So desolate and alone.
God, if you only knew -
there's no life inside.
Just a disease that hides.

Scribbling these words down,
hoping to relieve this hell.
Another night that's going to be war.
Raging thoughts within this head.

I can't breathe.
Can this just end?
Must it go on?
Raising my white flag.

My heart is so weak,
these scars are too deep.
This sickness just festers.
Continuing to drown.

Life - such a fiction so putrid.
Drifting like a tumbleweed in the wind.
Bouncing off these walls again,
constantly screwing myself over.

I'm the designer of my own catastrophe.
Trapping myself in endless misery.
I'll be the first to admit it.
Okay, I'm sick.

    report violation
1


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 3 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    This is a poem that does not hide the open wounds, and the rawness of the reality of living. You describe that pain so well, and I hate that you've felt it and I have as well, and probably many others. Feeling like we don't belong in this world, and meanwhile, battling all of our thoughts, which feels like the most impossible task to do - to conquer them. I still sometimes get a little baffled when people don't realize that depression can be all-encompassing like this. It isolates us, feeds off our shame in getting help, in our own sorrow, and it seems like we can never break that cycle. That last line felt like admitting what others won't or feel too stigmatized too maybe. It also made me think of the album of the same name by the rock band Badflower, that talks about mental health pretty openly and the struggle of staying alive.

    Great to see a new poem from you.

More Poems By Lune de ma vie