And the flakes of sorrow drip from my eyes

  dissolving into a pool

  reflecting my empty soul

My face distorted

Ripples of shame and guilt

Someone’s finger piercing the pattern

Exploding my heart from within

And the blood spreads

The floor red and deep

I can no longer see myself

Where is my form?

The outline a haze

Fuzzy thoughts and feelings

Self doubt, self crucifixion

Labelling myself, crying out in horror

  and pain

A thousand needles pricking my eyes

Where the pupils dilate

  and the colour contracts

As I look out onto this world

This plane of nothing

I know I have lost my way

The blood has reached my neck

And I can no longer swim

© www.mypastmademe.com 2011

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