Broken mind

My mind is broken,
So am I truthfully.
In weathered sky's,
No one must see me.
As my mind withers,
Within itself and dies.

Wish I could crawl,
Deep within myself.
Alas that's not to be,
I'm no longer me.

I could bury my heart,
Set my thoughts free.
Feelings don't belong,
To someone like me.
My soul cries out,
To be more than free.

There's nothing left inside,
I never wished to be.
Rain fills my heart,
Each and every single day.
Why am I tethered to this earth,
This mortal frame has no worth.

Then once again I discovered,
A reason to be more than me.
It's my love for expression in poetry,
Is this enough to exist wait and see.

As long as there's breath,
Within my tormented breast.
Shaking hands begin to write,
Shall I publish this in its entirety.
Or wait until the time is right,
When my mind wanders out at night.











Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-12-18 at 00:27

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shells
Just keep writing, cathartic and for me very enjoyable.
2023-12-18


Ingvar Loco Nordin The PoetBay support member heart!
Write! And write! And write! I read, and wait for more.
2023-12-18


Sameen
The mere act of writing is resistance against obsolescence.
2023-12-18