Jessica Zorn Poet Rhyme

Rusting Away

My mind has all but left my head.                 
  Chest is filling with panic and dread 
  Dried tears I cry all alone 
The cage I've created has become my home 
  My soul is rusted,as the bars themselves 
My heart put up on the highest shelf 
 My brain is pounding,my eyes can't see 
 Is anyone in front of me
Shoulders heavy with burdens I bare 
Feel like I'm dying from the lack of air

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Kim Rodrigues December 8, 2019 at 7:06 AM The wizard of oz comes to mind. You need the oil can so you can move, and all that the wizard gives, especially courage and wisdom.

Tikar Osuru September 7, 2018 at 6:25 PM Excellent mood and imagery

Linda Milgate September 7, 2018 at 5:51 PM Intense and shortW poem. Suspect a lot of us have felt that way, well written with Rhyme!!! Hope though if this is personal you have found your heart and some fresh air. Good poem.

Anna M Shepard September 7, 2018 at 3:00 PM Mourning a loss (whether physical or emotional) can turn your world upside down. Writing can help you work through it... I speak from experience.

Karen Da September 7, 2018 at 12:16 PM Poetry is really a great medium to channel emotions..

James Inman August 24, 2016 at 12:13 PM A great interpretation of feelings of despair, loneliness and depression.

Skat A August 3, 2016 at 1:00 AM Well said, Jessica.... skat

Lewis Raynes August 2, 2016 at 8:05 PM such a sad write, makes you think