Tuesday, 31 July 2012

Any other

Tonight is one of those nights.
You know what I'm talking about.
You close the door behind you
And numbly lock it shut.
You stare at your hands
for long, long minutes before finally breaking.
You gasp for breath.
Silently sobbing,
sobbing about everything that went wrong all at once.
Everything that is wrong with you and the world.
Everything that you just can't deal with.
Then you deal with it the only way you know how,
without physically hurting yourself too much.
You take deep, exhausted, shuddering breaths
as you quietly cry yourself to sleep.
The next morning,
you wake up.
Huddled in a corner of your bed with a sore neck
and a pounding headache.
So you get out of bed just like any other morning.

2 comments:

  1. I love this poem. ~hugs BB~

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  2. So sad and heartfelt. I wish no one would ever have to feel this way. *hugs tight* I wanna say you are not alone, but does that really help? :/ Even if it's true, when someone needs that pysical presence of another person for suport and it's never there, it's discouraging at best. At least it is for me. I will do my best to be there for you BB. Even though it is poorly given and is virtual.
    *hugs tight*

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