A Losing Battle?

In the corner of my mind
that asks questions,
the why and wherefore
are scattered
skittered, littered
by the debris of confusion,
I feel myself slip.

I am loud in my own head,
thunder rolls and rumbles,
screams emit from
my fingernails,
hear them screech,
where do I go
for solace?

Taut or is it taught?
my brain,
smithereens implode
tears tear
emotions into ribbons
flooding,
a tsunami engulfs
the path to now.

It's ugly,
it shouts,
no respite,
the dervish whirls
a roundabout spins
at a tangent I fly
waiting to land
but,
always a worry,
what if I can't return?









Poetry by shells
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Written on 2015-09-14 at 01:30

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I like the economy and energy of this poem, and of all the poems of yours that I've read. Well done!
2016-09-04


Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
I should read more of your writing. Thank you.
2016-03-30


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Your structure and cadence in this poem perfectly reflect the content. Very well written. I, as I'm sure most readers can identify with the subject and your skillful description. You speak to a universal challenge of finding meaningful solace in an uncaring world. Would that we could all find that Shangri La!
2015-09-20



I really like this, shells. It's very well constructed, with excellent language throughout. I could hear the 'screams emit from my fingernails' as if I'd dragged my own nails across a blackboard, for example. Yeech! And the ending is very effective too, the flying off a roundabout followed by a compelling question that leaves us thoughtful at BirdBrains. Applause!
2015-09-16


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is like a roller coaster ride happening in your head. And yes I can relate to it. Sometimes you are tempted to just jump aboard and let it take you away. Nice work.
2015-09-16


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I think this is a poem many can relate with, those times where everything is like a tightly coiled spiral, suddenly loosened and it just goes, you can feel the fear - excellent poetry shells

Elle x
2015-09-14



You really take the reader on a wild ride with this one. It's a sophisticated write with both the play on words and the seeking of answers. I enjoyed this.
Ashe
2015-09-14



A poem remarkable in many ways, but I especially like the striking vocabulary. Interesting question mark in the title. I think maybe this is a battle that is not only winnable, but may have already be won, with an eye on the next one.

Regards.
2015-09-14