Monday, March 21, 2011

nothing?

rattled with goosebumps,
sip of reality,
sends me shivering back inside.

physically shaking,
fighting weakness,
always afraid,
of what?

of being less than nothing,
crazed thoughts scrawl strange scribbles.

my name means nothing,
yet the letters tell you everything.

what are you to do,
when nothing is less than something,
when nothing is more than anything,
when you strive for nothing.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

the swirling pain is wearing her down.

all seeing failures,
broken shards tearing leather skin,
tough but fragile,
strong but worn.

where is that smiling face?
scary thoughts rush,
overwhelmed and destroyed,
she'll never be the same.

im not well.

escaping inwards,
into misery and anxety,
everything is too much,
everything is too little.

everything i do isnt enough,
the numbers are far too high,
stress pounds my back,
pain radiating through my soul.

fear and cold,
evaporate into my blood,
tinting my skin,
a deathly pale blue-grey.

wants and desires,
overpowered by worthlessness,
safe only under the warm cover,
the mask.