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Anchor
I need an anchor
to hold onto
but it keeps on
slipping away.
Feels like I'm going to
cry 'til I die.
The agony
suffocates me
& strangles me.
Like a frightening
hug I can't escape.
Like my heart & soul
are being raped.
My eyes well up
with tears
but I cannot let them cry.
I hold back the tears
& stare into space.
So not even a single tear
will be freed
to roll down my stoic face.
Like a sailboat
with no sails
I float aimlessly.
I want to sink
to my death.
Anything to end
this pain.
Anything to end
this misery.
I cannot go on.
copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
written August 1, 2021
9:32 p.m.
I need an anchor
to hold onto
but it keeps on
slipping away.
Feels like I'm going to
cry 'til I die.
The agony
suffocates me
& strangles me.
Like a frightening
hug I can't escape.
Like my heart & soul
are being raped.
My eyes well up
with tears
but I cannot let them cry.
I hold back the tears
& stare into space.
So not even a single tear
will be freed
to roll down my stoic face.
Like a sailboat
with no sails
I float aimlessly.
I want to sink
to my death.
Anything to end
this pain.
Anything to end
this misery.
I cannot go on.
copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
written August 1, 2021
9:32 p.m.