Scrabble.`

Letters, rearranged to,
Create my emotions.
Forming words, describing,
The deep fears inside.
Structures creating a mess,
Mis spelt and distinguished.

Board laid out,
Journey mapped on paper.
Step after step,
A backward turn south.
Can't climb the ladder,
Slipping down the slides.

Surroundings all blurred,
There's no set outlook.
Eyes wiping the tears,
Shielding the woes.
Slate of leaches,
Knowing at what's left.

Mixing good with bad,
A new emotion of uniqueness.
Something you haven't got?
Individual with cuts,
That show how you, all this affects me.