Woe (written in 2012)

Glass feet boast strength,

The pain still feels so real.

Easily broken,

So hard to see through the fog of emotion.

Ever slipping in the slime of fantasy,

Thinking the film over my skin are clouds.

Growing ever weaker.

Spirals twist with confusion,

Tangling into my hair and chipping apart my features.

Slowly tearing,

My soul cries.

Tears spinning faster and faster.

Howling wind picks up in my ears,

Impulsiveness grows rampant.

I can't hear you,

My thoughts won't let me.

I cant feel you,

I'm too scared.

I can't touch you,

I am unworthy.

I can't breathe,

I am dying.