HOPELESS
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
I’m simply a hopeless case
A number without a face
I look in the mirror
And see a disgrace
But what do I do about it?
Everything I start I quit
Pains in my stomach with grief
My life I’m in disbelief
How could that be
And why me?
How to move on in life
Without facing challenges and strife
Which way to go
I just don’t know
Others aren’t telling me
Or giving me the key
Where is that door
And once more
If I find it where next?
I feel so angry, so vex
Pains in my chest
Tears rusted
I’m busted
Revealing all elements for all to see
I just want to be free
From the black cloak
See through the smoke
I don’t want to choke
As I pull off the fingers which forbid me from breathing
And I sigh a relief as the bony limbs are leaving
Another stronger hand replaces
Shadows chases
Into nettles
Where are the petals?
It’s icy cold
I’m afraid
No hand to hold
Pushed into the grave
To my pain I’m a slave
I just want to cut the chains
To my soul I lose
And the devil gains
© Fiona Cummings
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