a poet's attempts at communication

a mind in a world of chaos

A mind in a world of chaos, is perhaps more chaotic inside
It tumbles and toils with trouble. That mind is specifically mine
Silence is unreachable. There's noise most everyday
Peace is a word of humor, considering the noise won't go away
I tumble and fall. I'm thrown across my mind on this stormy day
An earthquake that shatters all my nerves, and leaves me walking away

Boom! Crash! I shiver inside, staying in the safety of my house
The wind is rising. I'm threatening to fall into a pit of despair
But wait-the storm, it can't get in
Did I lock the door? Do I care?
Boom! Crash! And now I am still, like a rock in the midst of a flood
The depression fills my chest with numbness, and from this i find no fun
The headache is taunting. It's overwhelming. It laughs inside my head
My limbs are aching, the world is breaking
My life, it threatens to end

Oh! How easy it would be to simply go outside
To meet this doom, face to face, and bid this world goodbye
Oh! How easy it would be to leave the safety of home
I wish, I wish, that I could leave. I wish that i could go
But, alas, my fear is here, keeping me inside
Worrying (a bit too much) about the safety of mine
And so I'll wish, evidently, hoping someday to leave
Will peace return-ever? Or will chaos play on repeat?

I just wanted to say that i wrote this when i was 12 years old and battling a lot of things, mentally, and in life in general. At the time, poetry became my escape. Its been many years since then, but i want to let you know that both Little Autumn and Me, right now, we are both so thankful for you. Younger me would be elated that i have the courage to share my work now.

I have grown so much since then, and i am a new person now. Thank you for reading this snippet of my mind as a younger version of me. Love you!

💜 autumn bee