Poetry For Dark Beautiful Souls

Whirlwind

My soul in pieces
My heart alight with hell fire
My mind numbed with suffering
My body used and broken
Too many things to feel in tangent
Crossing paths of destruction to make atrocious chaos
Forever changing but stale
Feelings far to deep
The bottom out of reach, and yet I've hit rock
Atonement never gracing me with salvation from my own being
God i used to cry to begging for normality in my hurricane life
Never did i get a cry back
Forever alone, after all