Inside me
Silhouettes of shadows imitate the feelings
With hope comes a burden
Is it too much for one man to bear alone?

I've been here before

WHY CANT I WRITE ANYMORE EVERYTHING I WRITE IS GARBAGE REHASHING OF WHAT IVE ALREADY SAID.
I think I should just give up.
I can no longer complete anything and my poetry has all become shit...I need to write but it's all already said.


Choking down air, flowing ice
Familiar curse returning to destroy
Is there no escape?
I've been here before,
I didn't want to return

Mirages of hope mirror not reality
Instead, echo the fantasy

Somewhere, there are good people
Hiding, alone, withdrawn from normality
Eleanor needn't have died in vain
Excruciating, the pain of knowing I've already lost
I've been here before,
I never wanted to return

Self-loathing reawakens and opens my eyes
Tears blur the vision but refuse to leave
Even blinking them away, my lungs fail
Stomach and spine slide lower inside
What's left of my heart beats faster
Ready to explode, ready to be gone
Then I close my eyes......
What I see I cannot say.