I've Been Stuck

A wall of bad memories,
encases me in self-pity,
melancholy drips over,
the rim of my tender eyes,
there is no rhyme or reason,
just an act of treason,
upon myself.
The chemicals in my brain,
bounce from even to odd,
a problem only pills could heal,
over too much wasted time,
there is no control over,
which emotion overtakes me,
I'll pretend to be free,
while my thoughts sink.

Reviews

[Hiddenfire]

I think we've all been at that breaking point in thought where we just think how did I manage to box myself in this deep? I think this poem manages to portray all the thoughts and emotions that come from that moment to a tea. Thanks for the read.

[Sunflower]

This really stabbed at my heart. i have felt this way and know each word. nice write

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wow, this one really tugs, I enjoyed the wording in this. Awesome job!

[The Girl with the smile]

You have a beautiful way of writing. Each sentence flows effortlessly into the next. Great descriptive words that convey a powerful emotion. Nice job!