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Poem: struggle to process
My mind is feeling hazy and I cannot sing
Pain that makes you claw and bite
Sob so hard that your fingers go numb
Try to control the breathing but it's beyond that point
Who is it thats looking in mirror?
Where is the smile that I cannot force?
Lost in the sea of emotion
Lots of hope for the future
But wishing I was under the waves
What is the point in living if grief and pain is all that is?
What's the point if every effort you make to breathe
Results in being drown out by fear?
Lost another bit of trust I had in a relative and myself...
I want to succeed I want to survive
Yet I struggle to know if its worth it
My soul has been torn to pieces
I see the light so distant
Uncertainty will be death of me
Unable to handle not knowing
I hear the inner child scream
I'm an animal driven by fear
Cornered and bruised by history
Desperation clawing to the surface
I can succeed...I can breathe
I cannot give in to what lies deep
The song will play this story runs
It won't end today
If part of me screams
The war rages in my head
Well I didn't die at 15
I guess I'm stuck till 96
Relax...breathe...
This storm will past
Process and live my life.
My mind is feeling hazy and I cannot sing
Pain that makes you claw and bite
Sob so hard that your fingers go numb
Try to control the breathing but it's beyond that point
Who is it thats looking in mirror?
Where is the smile that I cannot force?
Lost in the sea of emotion
Lots of hope for the future
But wishing I was under the waves
What is the point in living if grief and pain is all that is?
What's the point if every effort you make to breathe
Results in being drown out by fear?
Lost another bit of trust I had in a relative and myself...
I want to succeed I want to survive
Yet I struggle to know if its worth it
My soul has been torn to pieces
I see the light so distant
Uncertainty will be death of me
Unable to handle not knowing
I hear the inner child scream
I'm an animal driven by fear
Cornered and bruised by history
Desperation clawing to the surface
I can succeed...I can breathe
I cannot give in to what lies deep
The song will play this story runs
It won't end today
If part of me screams
The war rages in my head
Well I didn't die at 15
I guess I'm stuck till 96
Relax...breathe...
This storm will past
Process and live my life.