There’s that feeling again…

There’s that feeling again,
It always creeps up on me,
Usually when I least want it to.
I just don’t want others to see.

When I feel myself falling apart
I need something to keep me whole.
A bunch of pills, small in size,
Is that enough to drown the woe?

Am I in the wrong place?
I shouldn’t feel this alone.
But then where should I be,
Tell me where is truly home?

Even if I knew, I couldn’t leave,
I’m stuck here shrouded in black.
The road is dark and I have no light
I can’t go forward, I can’t go back.

I try to fill the hole inside me,
It’s raw edges feel so tender.
But its all so meaningless,
If only I could just surrender.

But what can I do?
I could curl up into a ball,
Ignore the world, close my eyes,
Let go, let the tears fall.

Where is the hope, where is the light?
There’s nothing to make me want to fight.
There’s no one here to make it right.
Take me home please, make it right.


3 responses to “There’s that feeling again…

    • Thanks. It was the first poem I wrote in years! I just felt I had to do something non-destructive. Still read it back now and then to remind myself how far I’ve come!

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