Today my mind is in a fog again.
For a moment I broke free into the blinding sun,
But now I am left choking on my own insecurities.
The weight of disappointment clings to my wrists,
Dragging me under with chains forged in self-hate.
My lungs burn from poisoned words I swallow back.
I am afraid of dissolving right before your eyes,
As you look on, head resting in clearer skies.
- Author: Lee Renard Caspian (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 13th, 2018 00:21
- Category: Sad
- Views: 24
- Users favorite of this poem: SilverXball, Noni
Comments4
A lot of emotions!
I can relate to this poem in so many ways.
I really appreciate you sharing it.
Thank you!
Resa 🙂
Today my mind is a fog again
I love that line.
I can feel your feelings. Well expressed.
I love this.
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