lost
Claustrophobia
Suffocating
Oppressive
Drowning
Maelstrom
Glass cage
Maze
Pointless
Something isn't right,
Voices in my head making me question all things,
My identity is in doubt,
I'm burdened by all,
No one can comprehend the sorrow weighing on my mind,
My love in upheaval,
They holler at me, those voices, looking for release,
Insanity slowly creeps in,
I'm haunted by regrets, sadness, paranoia,
Visions of grandeur, that ever present mirage, blinds me to reality,
My throat, dry and parched,
Thirsts for relief - that sweet reprieve,
Who can help me?
Who can hear those voices, pushing me to the edge,
To tip over is but a step away,
The abyss before me enthralls me,
It's slowly encroaching towards me,
My will, weathered by the storms of fate, gives in,
Darkness, cold and unforgiving, embraces me,
It bathes me with torment and anguish....
Glass cage
Maze
Pointless
Lonely
Frustrated
Furious
Who can help me?
Who can hear the voices, pushing me to the edge,
The sun hides behind dark clouds of hopelessness,
The sky is falling, hide me, hide me,
Am I cursed to wander perpetually in these murky depths,
My arms outstretched, seeking support?
Am I damned to suffer, without love, gaunt and eaten up by years of loneliness and despair?
Here I am, lost in darkness,
Inspired by ghastly demons' voices,
Pushing me further and further into delirium,
Abandoned by friends,
Sleep, my only balm approaches me, and in my dreams,
I meet the dark spirits encompassing me, my only comfort,
No more regrets,
This poem, like a rope, wraps around my neck,
There, lost, forsaken and misunderstood, I hang,
Death that sweet release comes quick....
Lonely
Frustrated
Furious
Disillusioned
Hopeless
Obsessed
Driven
Fatigued
Unmotivated
Scared
© solum_orbis
@Writco
Suffocating
Oppressive
Drowning
Maelstrom
Glass cage
Maze
Pointless
Something isn't right,
Voices in my head making me question all things,
My identity is in doubt,
I'm burdened by all,
No one can comprehend the sorrow weighing on my mind,
My love in upheaval,
They holler at me, those voices, looking for release,
Insanity slowly creeps in,
I'm haunted by regrets, sadness, paranoia,
Visions of grandeur, that ever present mirage, blinds me to reality,
My throat, dry and parched,
Thirsts for relief - that sweet reprieve,
Who can help me?
Who can hear those voices, pushing me to the edge,
To tip over is but a step away,
The abyss before me enthralls me,
It's slowly encroaching towards me,
My will, weathered by the storms of fate, gives in,
Darkness, cold and unforgiving, embraces me,
It bathes me with torment and anguish....
Glass cage
Maze
Pointless
Lonely
Frustrated
Furious
Who can help me?
Who can hear the voices, pushing me to the edge,
The sun hides behind dark clouds of hopelessness,
The sky is falling, hide me, hide me,
Am I cursed to wander perpetually in these murky depths,
My arms outstretched, seeking support?
Am I damned to suffer, without love, gaunt and eaten up by years of loneliness and despair?
Here I am, lost in darkness,
Inspired by ghastly demons' voices,
Pushing me further and further into delirium,
Abandoned by friends,
Sleep, my only balm approaches me, and in my dreams,
I meet the dark spirits encompassing me, my only comfort,
No more regrets,
This poem, like a rope, wraps around my neck,
There, lost, forsaken and misunderstood, I hang,
Death that sweet release comes quick....
Lonely
Frustrated
Furious
Disillusioned
Hopeless
Obsessed
Driven
Fatigued
Unmotivated
Scared
© solum_orbis
@Writco