Poems About Life

the storm

I often lay in bed and cry
My thoughts circle like vultures
Waiting to see if I'll drop
Pushing me to the edge, whisper in my ear "jump and die"

Life moves too quickly and mistakes cost
More than you can comprehend or prepare for
So I make the best choices I can, never quite feeling like my own boss
A side character in someone's story

My mind feels like a storm
Whirling and flashing in utter nonsense patterns
Blinding me to the future present and past
Until all I can see is my own pain

The rain starts to fall and I can't tell it apart from my tears
Bleeding out with no proof of the wounds
Struggling to carry myself through the day for years
I lay down and try to seal the mental tears enough to make it through another day

I have no compass, I have no ship
I'm adrift in the ocean and my grip always feels like it's slipping
I can make a raft when the winds quiet
Only to have the ropes torn apart over and over