Internal Window

morbid

thoughts against my

window pane

throwing darts from

my eyelids

outside

shooting tears from

my lids

wanting the constant

distress

to cease

neverending patterns

of

figuring out how

to throw myself

out

of this misery

can't see past dread

unnerving

life of tormenting

agony

as the raindrops continue

to fall

against my window

washing away

nothing

but

dirt

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jgupta's picture

It is amazing how you changed the very morbid into brushing away of dirt. Very well written enjoyable energy maker.