Strangled Hope

I’m grasping for a thread
Clinging to a strand
Dangling precariously
A grain amidst the sand

Voices screaming in my head
Perhaps a drink will drown them out
Dulling senses
Cleaving doubt

Pin pricked skin
Neatly sliced through
Might distract me
And send me to

A far off place
A distant space
Where I need never see that face
That taunts me as I sleep
And watches me when I wake
Just waiting for my soul to take
My heart to break
My life to shake

There’s a quaking in the way I speak
With cracking calluses on my feet
Drowning in my search for air
The tear rips further still
Until it stops

i wrote this over Christmas break. i was in a pretty dark place but im not there anymore