Just Another Bowl of Cornflakes

Sunday 10th June 2018 6:43 am

I'm hollow and panicking on emptiness
I just want to feel something more than nothing
I want my brain to stop over thinking

I'm such a loser I came second place
But I was only raising myself
I'm overdosing on all of my meds

I want to slow down but I don't know how
The strings of my heart are about to break
I'm always in pain nowadays thinking about heartbreak

My mind's not as strong as I thought it was
I'm breaking like clumps of sand
Another cut it won't hurt much

I showed my dad all of my scars
He said he was disappointed but that's nothing new
I want to slow down but I don't know how

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Martin Elder

Sun 10th Jun 2018 14:29

Good and articulate piece of poetry Damon with as been said more than a shred of sincerity.
Nice one

Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sun 10th Jun 2018 12:22

Excellent title. This does ring of sincerity.

Jon Stainsby

Sun 10th Jun 2018 12:17

Lovely. The 4th stanza rings so true for me. However, knowing this keeps me strong, but in other ways. Thank you.

Don Matthews

Sun 10th Jun 2018 10:03

Damon

I am new here and just finding my feet. Not wishing to probe is your poem based on personal experience or just 'made-up' for the poem. Just curious

Don

keith jeffries

Sun 10th Jun 2018 09:08

Damon,
Poems from a breaking heart invariably come from a deep well which lies within our true selves. The reader is able to feel your dilema and quite possibly relate to it. The third stanza is a cry from the heart. Well done. You have given the poem an excellent title.
Keith

<Deleted User> (13762)

Sun 10th Jun 2018 08:33

you come up with some simple but effective images Damon - 'breaking like clumps of sand' is a good example as the reader can literally feel the sand between their fingers as they read the words. I like that very much. Col.

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