A Release of Sorts
I feel so tired, and please wont you breathe for me?The air feels so heavy inside my chest
Its so strange that once the grudge is finally lifted
All its left me with is emptiness, anger and a need for rest.
If I could just switch off now, shut me down tonight
Its not a physicality I’ve ever thought of before
But theoretically you know its so appealing –
To option out before I feel myself hit the floor
And who would catch me before I land?
I’m thinking of the friends I’ve relied on
Arms that have held me up for long enough
But emotions weigh volumes and suddenly I’m not strong
Daylight taunts the mask I shield from you
At night I shut the door then simply fall
I’m too tired now and you’re holding my breath,
And what I wouldn’t give to get away from it all.
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