Breakdown

by AnotherJournalEntry   Nov 23, 2005


I'm having a breakdown.
But I think
The worst is over.
You can still tell
It happened though.
Look at my room -
My desk - everything
Was knocked over.
A glass of water
Spilled.
Blankets, pillows, stuffed animals
Everywhere.
Thrown at walls,
Windows and mirrors.
My face
Still tear-stained.
Eyes red and watery.
A single cut
Still slightly bleeding,
On my left wrist.

*AN* journal. R&R please

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  • 18 years ago

    by Fighter (Ariane L.)

    Amazing poem!!! keep it up.
    -xXx-

  • 18 years ago

    by Kurt

    Very sombering. A reminder that it happens to everyone. People all have times where they feel like they can't bear the burden anymore. Well done, very important write.

  • 18 years ago

    by Stephy

    Ive wanted to do that so many times, good job!-xxx-