Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Stagnant rip-tide

My heart is heavy with pain.
The pressure suffocates my lungs and crushes my breath.
The dull achiness rips through my chest,
leaving shreds of splinters that pierce my very existence.
My body is numb from emotion.
My eyes too tired to cry.
My sadness weeps only from my heart--it is threaded deep inside me--
captive like a slave.
The ocean is dry--there are no more tears left from the well.
Yet the emptiness remains.
That frightening hollowed sound echoes through my bones-
pulsating through my veins-haunting me,
weakening my will and killing all the strength I have left.

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