Suddenly : a poem about despair.

just a quick thought, a poem about despair and how it keeps us from seeing the way out, and how sometimes we know it's there but we are so used to our situation we refuse to let ourselves be free.



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says the broken to the self,

my hollow soul will swallow the light, splattered with the blood of my heart in my

hands, held to my chest, take it and break it,

let it beat it's last and breathe a sigh of relief

the half life has passed, the ink streaks on the wall

are the black of my words, the accomplishments of my life displayed.

sink with me, and fly as we drown in the truth of our selves,

falling into the nothing that is the truth of who we are

far away, left to the void of the universe

seeking something special in a line of nothing,

blind by the hope that is a chain, no keys to freedom,

locked to perdition as we seek this self-definition,

the one that will bring fire to the heart of the dying

but no one stops to realize that we're all lying and

laying at the bottom of the heap, at the top of self,

choking in the fumes of our stench, born into flies,

buzzing ever in our heads, an ocean of brine, the taste in our mouths

from the times we've spit hate when we meant it in love

we can't get past the moment, suddenly stuck in this corner we've dug,

tripping on the moments past, we've become our own drug,

the light is behind us but we've closed our eyes,

can't accept the peace we've been offered,

stuck in norm of our own demise.