Broken Nails
Broken Nails
By Kevin Robey
August 16, 2013
Regret consuming my everyday thoughts
Like broken nails instead of chalk
Grinding on the board they never speak
The silence is screaming every night in my sleep
I can’t hold back the tears anymore
Trying to recall the way I was before
Replaying every mistake I ever made
The fire burns my heart each and every day
I won’t make you listen to me anymore
I failed every time that I promised you more
This is only the beginning of the fall
Somewhere along the line I missed the point of it all
My mind is lost, there’s no way out of this hell
The point where I reach the bottom of the well
I’m entirely relieved, never could believe
The night would grab my hand if I tried to leave
It’s a mesmerizing scene played on constant repeat
Daylight cutting the night as I walk on this street
To say this is the end would be a foolish mistake
Just another day where my mind is at stake
I’m broken like these buildings that line this lonely road
My mind is going blind cause all these answers are in code
No direction, no light, I feel my way through the dark
Knowing light will come the day I find the missing spark
Copyright © Laura Dee | Year Posted 2013
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