jagged pill
with passing time the motion shifts slightly to the left
unbalanced here with anxiety building in my chest
i wish i could slow my mind and think this whole thing through
calm my soul and heal my heart and lick my open wounds
in my mouth a sour taste dissolving on my tongue
been swallowing this jagged pill for days and weeks and months
an eternity has seemed to pass and this pill will not dissolve
the problems i've been burying have got to be resolved
i must turn and face myself, instead of trying to run
i have to close my open wounds and repair the damage done
this will be the hardest fight i've ever had to face
myself and me and anxiety existing in one space
when myself and me collide with my negativity
i have to hope that this will not be the end of me
if i can face myself, the truth the lies and my painful past
endure the kicks to the teeth then i can heal at last
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