a ball of cry
i am
icy cold
to the touch
of my once
pithy heart
direction
less
this bitterness
chokes the last
laughter i own
i cant seem
to outrun
this loss of love
my feet wont
carry me swift
i am stuck
standing
in pools of wretchedness
do you hear my screams
every orifice
agape
wide
dumping pounds of
pain
uncomfort
dis-ease
i sit still
dare not move
for fear of ache
finding another part
of me to afflict
lord
take my sight
i see apparitions
and intuitions
make me deaf and dumb
to all which
takes me back
to where i wanted to be
where is my time
free from
this
seething
hurt