Grasping my identity
Dropping my act
Slithering through my self doubt
Falling through the cracks
Reaching for a restart
Coming up short
I guess it's time to go
It's my last resort
Writhing in my agony
Crying with a smile
Spasming with cold shakes
Unsure if I'm awake
Battling with the blade
I don't know how much I can take
Burning with icy rage
Freezing in my tracks
I turn to you, fully intending
Never to look back
I look at you
Really look
Pools of the unknown
Only flow
You were so close
Now just beyond my reach
I held you at arms length
Trying not to beseech
You were my safe haven
Now my old house
Escaping from its clutches
I will not be the mouse
I am not running scared
Of course I still cared
But I need to go
These floorboards are creaking
Straining from my weight
They're too old to stand on
Maybe it's fate
We can't stay on crumbling foundation
We're bound to fall
We wouldn't stand still in a burning house
After all
Clawing, scraping, gasping
Trying to stay alive
These shadows will never stay inside
I will keep running from them
As it serves me well
But do not think I'm running from you
Because you are not my hell
~~RDP~~
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Living In The Mind's Cage
PuisiThe poems start inexperienced, I was younger then. As you read further it shows my growth as a person and my fallbacks. Maturing slowly through each one. It's my mental journey. These are poems are my outlet and help me with my issues when I can't d...
