Falling, falling ... f a l l i n g.
All the way down, down ... d o w n
The staircase
Flailing, flailing ... calling.
Who am I calling to who am I reaching for,
What do I think I see
What am I trying to grasp?
each step a sharp tool to my back,
each step a dark stone to my head.
I want to know I want to know, I, want, to know
Why am I falling,
Flailing,
and,
Calling.
Reaching struggling gasping.
I don't know where to go or where I am going down these steps
But I don't know how to stop this fall.
I see the pain and I hear the loneliness closing in around you
But I can't reach you because as I fall right your fall left.
I throb inside as water seeps into my mouth and burns my eyes.
My lungs scream silently and make nothing more than hopeless bubbles,
I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying
I promise.
But the chains are so heavy and my blood poisoned by lead,
I'm so far down there are no fish, no sharks, no strange glowing creatures.
The glass has broken and the water is still.
My flag is soaked and my cheeks sunken in
Because down here it is such agony,
Falling, falling ... falling
And trying to learn to swim in this unrelenting tide
With unrelenting chains,
And unrelenting weariness dragging on my soul.
I grab a fist of oil and it drips away
leaving my hand empty and greasy.
It repels the water as I try to wash it off.
They all knew they all saw, they all know, they all see,
I am a monster in my skull
Stuck inside without the light.
I make children run and water slip away
So, banish me
to the boney hills where I fit in
Where I belong.
Where I can lose myself and not care
Because I try so hard but it feels so feeble.
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Evading My Mind
PoetryA book designed for me to let out my thoughts in a creative way and hopefully reach others as well. It is going to be gory, it is going to be dark, and it is going to go into the darkest crevices of my mind.