My Sequined Abyss…

Sinking into an abyss,

No thought,

No fight,

No feeling!

Beneath my head lays darkness,

Not a path,

Not a rabbit hole I'm willing to explore,

Scared,

Terrified!

Could these grey clouds be my downfall?

Certainly they are my writers block,

Could these dark shadows be a curtain call?

Certainly the crows are waiting to flock!

Like a group they become a murder,

With my words, the rabbit hole goes deeper,

I swore not to delve,

But, how am I to learn?

To overcome this curse!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Empty shell's hit the ground,

Like my soul isn't to be found,

Not a murmur, my tears keeps my voice silent,

Search no further, I'm a sunrise away from dying,

Head swelling up,

Clouded!

The more I try to think,

Panic setting in,

Screaming!

The more I'm on the brink,

Pulverise my heart of gold,

Shower down a beautiful soul,

Yet, I'm still dancing in my sequined abyss,

A glance from the outside,

I shine brighter than most,

But...

But only for a moment I glisten among stars,

To share my heart like a symphony on a harp,

Instead,

I run,

Chasing a silhouette that belongs to the dark,

A silhouette that craves stories from skeleton bones,

A silhouette that hoards lies and etches them in my wardrobe,

Yet I still chase,

If I didn't search, would I be able to write my poems?

Still,

I sink into the abyss that is my therapy,

I welcome nightmares as my inked reality,

I reach down to the pit of my stomach and hold on to that last shining sequin,

Who knows,

The way I write,

How I see life,

I maybe able to feel more frequent,

Feel,

My sequined abyss...