My head pounds from the inside
Like there are a hundred hammers
Hammering away at the walls of my skull
And I honestly can't do much
Since I have no such luck
To help me out of this rock and a hard place
And time drags on and on
And the pounding goes on and off
With absolutely no regard for how much has healed
And none too for those that are sealed
So everything spills out
And every day becomes a bad day
Because nothing goes well and
Well, I'm stuck with nothing I can do.
Maybe the pounding will stop when I sleep.
It may seem selfish to do so
But I can only be awake for so long
Before my skull breaks away completely
I'm just saving myself from the misery
For it seeks those that need sleep
And sleep is the only way it'll all stop
So I reap some joy
Because I can go to sleep
And sleep with no regard for time,
Just like that goddamn pounding
WILL YOU JUST STOP IT ALREADY?!
Now, where was I?
Yes, I will smile with joy
When that pounding stops
Because it's much too painful
And I can finally stop it
By choosing to wander in the
Sweet dark for all eternity.
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Falling Into The Abyss - a poetry collection by Raja Yasaswini S.
PoetryTW: mental health, some graphic description Note: some content is not suitable for children and people who are easily disturbed. In her debut poetry collection, Raja Yasaswini S. strives to tell a story about mental health, based on her own experien...