Sorry. (May 22, 2014)

I’m not in this fight
I just don’t feel right
I’m sad. Or stressed
My eyes no light

Give me something
I won’t complain
Just need to test it
try anything.

You ask me to move
Easy for you
I must confess
my thoughts are cruel 

Walls close in
I know I’ve sinned
no time for that
my shoulders pinned.

I’m drowning all time
hurting people in my life
spiteful words bitter thoughts
I’m not me they’re not mine

Begging for help.
Touch, taste, can’t tell.
I don’t know what to ask
for told this hell.

Stuff that might be
Things may have been
All over the map
I can’t let you in

Erratic at best
What I say and do
Imagine in my head
what I see looks like to you

Circus tent big top
Falling down. Can’t stop
No net to catch me this time
Pill bottle. In time. Not for my mind. 

I feel like I’m drowning all the time
hurting all the people in my life
spiteful words and bitter thoughts
I’m not me and they’re not mine

mountain foot can’t trust your heart
Emotions dulled. Impossible start.
Quick moves says life. Slow brain down no.
Race lost. Starts gone. Curtain up. No show.  

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