Inside my chest, there is a sea,
A dark, unyielding misery.
It drowns my thoughts, it floods my veins,
It's nothing but relentless pain.
I try to swim, but always sink,
I try to breathe, but only drink
The salty waves of endless grief,
That offer no hope, no relief.
The ocean grows, it fills my bones,
It turns my screams into soft moans.
No one hears me, no one sees—
I'm drowning in my own disease.
And every day, the tide comes in,
It pulls me under, drags me in.
Until I'm lost, consumed, erased—
A life that's simply been misplaced.
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Thoughts that Fester in the Brain: A Collection of Despair
Poetry"Thoughts that Fester in the Brain" is a haunting collection of poetry that explores the depths of loneliness, heartbreak, and despair. Each poem captures the raw emotions of feeling lost, forgotten, and unseen in a world that offers no solace. For...
