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
