• THE mind



    I slip into the void forever drifting like a feather falling off a eagle in mid-flight slowly drifting seemingly falling into nothingness
    The wind constricts the heat withers I’m dieing in a blazing inferno of hate.
    Writhing in pain screaming words unbearable to hear unthinkable to speak.
    It is hard to see what goes on inside my mind breaking down every five minutes crying internally tears of pain, hatred, loneliness and insanity.
    Wondering why I can never feel, wondering why I’m always the target of the branded words insensitivity towards the cracking glass.
    one more word and it will break, shatter, and disappear into the void.
    I wonder why, I wonder when, I wonder what I must do to disappear.
    To worm my way out of pain working toward the ever light day of morning shining in my eyes.
    But I’m still drifting down the halls battering down my own walls trying to find safety within walls I made my self breaking down my one way to escape.
    my life is nil my world is dark my soul blank my eyes are milky my heart is broken and my thoughts are muddy.
    Wishing things unthinkable to man.
    My body’s a corpse my mind’s the morgue, blood spread across the barren floor once I get up I slip again always getting up but falling right back down.
    The walls glow red the floor shines I sit in a corner waiting for the janitor to clean the mess so I don’t fall but he’s not coming no one can enter and no one can escape no one can get up inside this place. This place is a hell, I used to call it home but now the world has barred me in.
    I’m not allowed to step foot outside crying I slip further into the abyss deeper and deeper I plunge myself wishing that this is a dream but its happening.
    I land again but on broken glass I scream in pain I start to lapse crying again I start to bleed crying for sweet, sweet relief but to no avail I wail and I moan blood sprayed around the empty walls I get up and move around I feel the pound of the tears in my eyes blood dripping from the corners of my mouth.
    I walk around the streets of today a lifeless zombie a smile of deception they put upon my face I walk among you alive but dead if only you could see inside my head you would know what I feel you would know what I know.
    The masses may grow but there are only a few who know what I do don’t wish to know me or try to understand me I’m complex I’m different.

    I AM NOT THERE!