break

Mind fractures like scissors running clean through paper
Waking up insane again
The sky blue of the outside is just a memory
Distorted grass in the distance
it was only ever an illusion
Letting go of all I ever had
How do I find my way back

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the break with sanity....a clean one...now I can't get back to where I was....can't paste or tape that paper back together once it's cut, never the same. the poems don't want to come back.