Holes

Rightttt, It's been a minute since I wrote a poem so decided to drop one today. I decided to write this because I'm writing a book called Journey To Self Acceptance and thought it would be cool to start the book with something I enjoy...a poem!

 So yeah enjoyyy  

Is it bad to be insane? To be cray?

Not have control of your own mind

It has so much power it’s almost overpowering

Random tears spill not because its suppose to but because it does

Sometimes you want to forget everything

Feel nothing

The smallest thing triggers it off. Muscles tighten

Release, contract

Head hung low

Arms shielding everything away

Nothing causes the sun to shine

Stand in the sun they say

I quite like the shade, thank you

Roll in

Roll out

Put a gun to my goddam head

Debris explodes

Exiting stage left

Floating to the ground

Browns eyes filled with lust

Thud

Juice isn’t created

Holes is the only thing you see  

Holes, holes and more holes

Black mess

Everything gets sucked away

Sucked away. Music sucks it all away