L.C. McQuillen
29.08.17
I have searched for words
To fill my eyes.
Words that relate
To my mental state
And I’ve dug and I’ve
Dug to find
Somewhat of a representation
Of my heart condition
But I’ve gotten stuck
In the thought
That I am the only one
To feel it.
To feel so much.
To come back and
Find him gone
After so many have
Shut the door correlating
To me this past month
I was strung out
Trying to cover
To hold them all together
In worthless abandon
They all scatter
Into the rain
But maybe I was
Producing thunder
And lightening
Maybe I was
Not safe.
So alone I may be.
And now rain
Floods my eyes
If I was not a storm
Before
I am currently
Without a reason
To stop my tirade
For no one
It will reach.