The Brink of Madness
The earth rumbled
my foundation shook
the windows of my soul
rattled and shattered
In the black hole
punched in my heart
I hold two broken ends
as hurricane winds
tear through the darkness
Barely hanging on
I can’t close the gap
to the mental chaos
threatening to rip the threads
from my aching hands
I’m on the abysmal brink
of madness
and I’m slipping
What joy in me
has scattered in the wind
All that I am
has been torn asunder
The joy that made me so happy
brutally stripped from my being
I’m on the abysmal brink
of madness
and I’m slipping
My heart lies
crushed and bleeding
Your thoughtless words
raped my soul
Your impersonal comments
left me for dead
I’m on the abysmal brink
of madness
and I’m slipping
I stare at the half finished
canvases
feeling nothing but despair
I’m on the abysmal brink
of madness
and I’m falling in.
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