i’m dead inside – i forgot how to build the fire
to set a lit to my soul’s desire
voices in the night sing my name
they hum soft words to keep me tame
clouds…clouds…clouds gray
so empty my thoughts no longer stay
a world of warm colors fades
panic slices my life with blades
god i hate me that is now me
unable to love what I see
open these lifeless eyes to stare there
at a fan circling the dust in the air
close them what does it matter
my hopes scatter
drowning
invisible
poof
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Posted in broken-hearted, depressed, failure, medications, panic attacks, poem, tagged anxiety, depressed, depression, feeling lonely, lonely, panic attacks, poem, taking meds on September 8, 2016| Leave a Comment »
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