Poems of Pain and Solitude

Collapse

The tears that I shed,

Were more than my soul could take.

I buried it all in my heart,

In a small crevice of my chest.

I kept the pain inside,

While it rained outside.

Until I start to break,

Until I start to collapse.

The night's lodestars,

Your bright lustrous moonlight,

Will guide my way through

Life's broken rocky path.

And nights follow days,

And they blend together

In a mess of a harmony,

In a mess of a balance.

I walk and tiredness dawns,

I leave the past behind,

I run as time soars,

I run until I collapse.

I will find a day in the night,

But all I see are nights in the days,

A daydream in the dead of a silent night,

A nightmare in the life of a quiet day.

I'll run, love, I'll run still,

Though my breath fades,

Though sorrow weighs.

I'll keep a quiet victory.

A victory of survival,

I'll keep it to a whisper.

Let it be a secret the moon only knows.

The victory of still breathing.

Life is an uphill fight,

A fight we must win,

A fight we will lose.

A fight we must battle.

I'll try, dear, I'll try still,

To keep my head up

Though pain kills me.

I'll catch a rope in an endless fall.

I'll try and get up after

I collapse.

But it's hard when you know

That you'll collapse again.

Again and again,

You will fall.

Again and again,

You will collapse.

I'll try not to ask,

I'll try not to wonder,

I'll try not to think:

What's the point of getting back up?