Numbers

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Numbers grow as I get older

Weighing down my fragile soul

Eyelids heavy

Heart aflutter

Friendless flightless bird of prey

Born to be on top they say

But I'm alone with broken wings

Listen for my beating heart

The faintest wisps

Bleeding red

Feet skipping softly

Words are dancing in my head

Spinning, spinning

Dizzy now my thoughts are screaming

Yes I hear them loud and clear

Louder til my soul is drowning

Don't they know?

My soul is drowned

Drowned in fear that I created

Fear of love that I long for

Love for the girl found in the mirror

But what if she is undeserving?

What if she's too busy running?

What if numbers keep on growing?

As long as I keep asking questions

The fear inside will keep me drowning

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