Choices, Chances and Changes

It’s past midnite… the dawn is awake and I’m here still up in bed thinking

I could hear my heart beating…my pulses throb like drums

My thoughts racing about anything… about something

My mind mapping out tomorrow… scribbles that I don’t even know

There’s a sense of dread and a handful of doubts… questions unanswered

Of what tomorrow brings… what I will be facing… will I make it through?

Tomorrow is another day… the day of a week of laughter

Yet there lies a torment of clouds and signs with tilted directions

The smile and the laughter… they’re my mask to cover my vulnerabilities…my imperfections

As the silver lining clings and overwhelms my soul… my spirit hanging on

I want to shout but I can’t as there are issues other than me…someone else is shouting

I want to say something but my eyes see more pain than I have…somebody else is drowning

I guess I am lost… I am drowned… I am somewhere hidden in my own cocoon

I need to glue myself back as I am broken… shattered in fragments of myself.

I would like to dedicate this to those who have and are sufferening from mental health issues. I see you… I feel you. Sending you love and hugs!

10 Oct 2016 rewritten 10 Oct 2019