Unrequited Pain (a collection)
Sadness tears at the lungs
Madness rises like bile
Strung on a wire
Am I to escape this fire?
Tortured Souls are not whole
Hoarding feelings of frustration
Eyes feel heavy with supplications
The hollow is lonely
You struggle to breathe
The waves come crashing down
Inhaling the water allows for mercy
One which cannot be bound
Yearns to be found
Am I the one to tame it's to and fro?
Perhaps... I shall sink just as low
This poem is about:
Me