stormy - original poem

stormy

my feelings are storm clouds
my heart is the sun
all of my feelings are blocking my heart from shining
in other words, storm clouds won't
leave the sun alone.

the scars littered across my
wrists and arms and thighs are just marks to you
but to me, they're battle wounds.

drowning deeply in hate, ex-friends, worry, and lust for love
i'm slowly but quickly losing breath, as well as hope and faith.

i want help but nobody can provide it.
i'm an addict but i can't be stopped.

but this is all.
just meaningless words.
from wasted talent.