Weak

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It's funny how sometimes you can

forget about things, just dance

but as soon as you're home

comes the feeling of broken bones

crushed under the weight of the world

the monster of my fears with its wings unfurled

while what I see in my head 

reflects how I wish I was dead

and I hear all those voices talking to me

make me think I'm f*****g insane, so crazy

and even in this moment I know

I sound like I'm complaining, but no

with all the f*****g pills and the shrink

I'm too medicated to know what I actually think

and I remember waking up in the middle of the night crying

but you didn't help, just ended up sighing

there used to be your things, a sign of how long you'd stayed

on my nightstand but now there's just a blade

this isn't a joke, isn't tongue-in-cheek

I can't believe that I got this weak

Author's Note

all venting

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A good vent and poem...Thank you for sharing...:)

[Rahul]

you've already told by this write about all kinda weakness's...lol, well penned, nicely done.
words're powerful indeed and your theme's great to write i can visualize some reality by this piece
100/100 :)