falling twisting tumbling
through the chasms of my mind
bouncing and ricocheting off of the
rock walls upon which i
cannot find purchase
a free fall
battered and bruised
on my way to rock bottom
every collision shattering
my fragile state of mind
the blindingly white pain
trying to pick up the pieces of glass
that lay around me at my feet
a sob that won’t come out
a cry for help that never leaves my lips
i do not know why my own mind
wages its war against me
its oldest friend
