Adrift


Finally I have nothing
No strength to comprehend
My sick mind plays tricks on me
My ghosts become my friends
I raise a glass and make a toast
My demons they join in
Drinking deep discuss the fact I am
Pathetic and weak willed


This is nothing new I've known all along
My frailties they cause despair
The tortured eyes before me
Are not mine they are elsewhere
Panic stricken panic
Uncontrolled anxiety
Unnecessary torment
My soul my enemy


I will not mourn my parting
The pain keeps me alive
I will become one with it
It's all I can do to survive
My head is bowed and lowly
I release a morbid sigh
I curl my arms into my chest
Falling down
I
lie
defeated.