A Poem by christopher fox

April 13th 2015

I'm miserable,
and screaming in
my head.
I have no options,
my deck is dead.
the noises, are
driving me nuts.
the loneliness in
me consumes,
the conversation is
dull, and of no use.
I wonder what now...
as I patiently wait.
I'm tearing out
my hair
and staying in place.
I think back,
to all that have
broken my heart.
I think not so bad,
I think it wasn't
that hard.
hopefully, in the future,
I will think that
about this.
it's just right now...
I'm trembling behind
open fists.

© 2016 christopher fox

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I was there once, odd to think of it now. But this kind of pain is often a catalyst that sends us in search of the muse who will remain when the fog clears.

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Tags: breakdown, depression, future, past, moving on, sadness


christopher fox
christopher fox

Colorado Springs, CO

I'm 24 and have been writing my whole life. I began to share my work in 2014, and haven't gotten the performance side down just yet. I was on episode 703 "Shock" of the Risk podcast, and that record.. more..