Pool of Darkness April 18 2010
Jumbled thoughts fill my head,
none of it makes any sense.
Walking around on pins and needles,
my life is so intense.
Relaxed I could never be,
I worry all the time.
A racing mind, I can't make it stop,
craziness, a single word used to define.
The craziness takes over me,
swallowing me as a whole.
Swimming alone in a pool of darkness,
I have suddenly lost all control.
Giving up and giving in,
to the demons in my head.
A never ending battle I face,
that will haunt me till I'm dead.
I find myself spacing off,
drifting further from reality.
To much clutter to muttle through,
here's a vivid description of what I see.
Trapped so deep inside myself,
hiding from the shame.
Searching deep, far and wide,
for a place to lay the blame.
With no where to run,
and no place to hide.
the truth so dark, yet, I know I must face,
but in who do I confide.
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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