Chapter 64: Chinks
These chains are filled with the darkest links
Anger, sadness, grief and malice in each chink
Bolted to this person, to this place
Where they connect to me, it's a fiery ice
Hot pain and cold indifference
My wounds are still dripping
Blood seeping through the gauze
Coating even my flaws in it's entirety
A new one is added after an event passes
Though it's formation begins immediately
The colors are stained deeper shades
For each level of horror it passes through
My emotions are the building blocks
All the materials present and accounted for
Triggering actions, condemning words
A glare that thinks 6 feet under is too shallow
So lost in everything that I forget to actually see
Waiting as those I long for pass me by
Itching to run in the sun but frozen to the spot
Terminally exhausted with the spirit energy of a puppy
When asked I respond it's fine, I'm good, couldn't be better
Because I am:
Forever lonely
Injured within my soul
Not able to bear this weight alone
Estranged from anyone and everyone
I am:
Getting depressed
Only just getting by
Once again knocked down by life
Desperate for attention
And I really couldn't be:
Begging for help from another deaf ear
Expecting you to know I'm hurting
Taking a breather
Telling myself the worst will be over soon
Energized
Ready to face reality, my demons, again
Only three little words
And they already account for
Fourteen chinks
In my chain of misery
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