Nick Trim Poet Rhyme

Wreckage

I feel useless 
can't pursue clueless 
life’s a huge mess 
confused with stress 
Motivation on vacation 
ideas vacant 
In a stationed state numb 
heard cracks felt rumbles 
heard a thunder no floor under 
I tumble crashing down being crushed by rubble 
stuck now in trouble 
then silence 
no cries 
no one else alive 
somehow I’ve survived 
demon dive 
demolition ride 
cant see eyes blind 
tied down I can’t climb 
under debris to weak to cry 
or cry for help 
legs and arms can’t be felt 
slipping in and out of consciousness 
in 100 storeys of wreckage 
I rest helpless 
held in to this hell I fell in 
as light seeps I see 
light just white 
my blurred sight 
can wiggle limbs 
but they ain’t right 
there’s noise 
but it’s just that noise 
can’t distinguish voices 
high and low 
I shout but just air flows 
I can’t move 
there’s nothing I can do 
I’m stunned subdued 
can’t help myself I need you too 
just free me I need you in charge 
get me going find a spark 
beat for me my weakened heart 
help my life break out the dark 
and maybe then I can press on 
assertion aggression 
kill this depression 
for now I feel stuck without a clue 
at my desk thinking what do I do

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