Split,Shatter,Sundered

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Enough is enough 

When you feel your walls crack from the inside, and begin to expose 

Long buried secrets and shames 

Will you no longer see me the same?

When you see I am not as sturdy as you are lead to believe 

But believe me these boasts were meant to empower, not to deceive 

But you'll see when the glue falls apart and the seams come undone 

That chaos and I have become one 

In the worn down eyes, and ghost-like complexion 

I can only say so much in reflection

I haven't had time to really build sturdy walls or a strong foundation 

Much to the joy of stress and in opposition of elation 

But know that is what I really am, what I choose to work through 

If you've never had a chance to breathe, you'd feel the same way too 

But breathe I will, and breathe I can 

Even if that means my best efforts do not go to plan 

I will fall flat and feel my body take its rest by choice or by force of will and faded 

Even if that means it's my sanity that I've traded 

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