Tuesday, January 6, 2009


Anxiety
Thoughts like nightmares
Never ceasing
Plagues
Rips and swells
Shaking you to your core
You
Not knowing who
Not understanding why
Take
Each day no better
Just a struggle to wake
Heart
Feels black and empty
A pit with no end
My love
Cannot fix you
You feel lost
Hope
Eludes you endlessly
Leaving you desolate
Will

1 comment:

Coke Brown Jr. said...

Not endlessly. Nothing is endlessly the same.