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Pathetic
Weakness steals through my body
like some insidious poison
leaving numbness in it's wake.
My mind rails at the weakness of my flesh
my heart grows weary of caring
and the rage thunders through my soul.
I fall to my knees
as the waves of self loathing wash over me
as I begin to slam my fist into the ground
uncaring of the pain.
My wordless shouts of rage
the only thing holding my tears of frustration at bay.
My shouts go unheeded
for I am alone in the house
except for my dog
who whimpers out her concern for me
as I fight to control my rage once again.
As my rage is spent
I'm left lonely and feeling empty
with nothing left to keep the tears away.
I'm still leaning upon my hands
as I kneel on the floor
they begin to course down my cheeks
and my body heaves with sobs
as I realize what I've become
all that's been taken from me
and what little I have to show for it.
I'm spent, with nothing but my pain left
and that cold that fills me.
