Catharsis


Days, weeks, months, years
You throw away hopes with every beer.
Tablespoons, cups, quarts, gallons
You stand up unable to catch your balance.

Stumble, grumble, crumble, fall
You wonder why no one cared at all
Anger, jealousy, wet, hot tears
Why can't you ever face your fears?

Fire, burns, cuts, explosions
Looking for a simple notion
Lifeless death, sinking feeling
Suicide won't do any healing.

Absence, silence, no more hope
What are you doing with that rope?

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems


Share This Poem