I am numb,
I am fading away.
I have no voice—
I can not ask for help.
Muffled into compliance,
My mouth agape, wide as can be.
Only to be met with silence.
Sweat and tears fall hot down my face
Nose scrunched,
Eyes clamped shut.
emotional agony.
I'm only human, so insignificant.
Doomed to live my life
pushing boulders up
Mountains.
The future holds nothing,
I am nothing.
Im being crushed,
forcefully digging my own grave,
An early death.
I'm an icarus.
The icarus that's had enough.
And i'm about to fly my fragile wings,
Stright into the fucking sun.
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Acosmist Dysphoria
PoetryAcosmist Dysphoria The writings of an uneasy adolescent Who believes in nothing.