Just A Bit Of Junk... by xXSpizazz-TurtleSXx, literature
Literature
Just A Bit Of Junk...
Like a speck of light
Blinding the soft remainder
Of splintered wood,
This is me,
This is who I have become.
There is a faint whisper,
A breathless groan,
A want..
For a tethered remnant of hope,
Bleeding like ice
Down a narrow slope..
This is me,
This is who I have become.
No longer a "normal" human,
More like a vessel
Sailing to long forgotten lands
Searching for a piece of mind,
A piece of the puzzle
So bitter,
So beaten,
And worn away by the years.
When all we can do,
Is complain.
We continuously want,
Need,
Beg for a sympathetic touch
When all we know how to do
Is fall.
Fall quickly through the thick ice.