Empty
Inhaled black smoke
slithering around inside
slowly taking control
control of who I am
fighting an never ending battle
slowly losing and accepting of what is to come
wrapping myself in this darkness
until sadness is nothing new to me
anger I let in and settle
happiness comes but I push away
the darkness has clouded my judgement
slowly welcoming it
fore it makes me numb
no more fighting no more tears
no emotions
I have finally accepted my fate
Emptiness is who I am.
Graham Sherwood
Mon 3rd Nov 2014 09:48
This piece outlines what resignation feels like really emphatically.
"Anger I let in and settle" is very good words.
well done
Graham