Y.A.N.A Poem of the Day #15

Y.A.N.A
Poem of the Day #15

15 Minutes, by Alex

Minute one;
Done is all you feel,
Your arms are so heavy.
It feels as if the littering of scars is weighing you
down and keeping the pain there.
Your lungs feel as if they’re swimming in acid as
they burn

Minute two;
You’re playing solitaire spin the bottle trying to kiss
the wounded parts of yourself and heal,
All you can muster is tears,
All you can feel is pathetic and numb.
Your steps feel meaningless,
As if you’re floating in toxic gas.
You’re gone… insane.

Minute three;
Your eyes are bloodshot,
Your body’s numb,
You are walking in a world where you feel your
body doesn’t belong.
Then you see them, a familiar face.

Minute four;
They pull you in and you smell their familiar scent.
And your body gives up fighting this ongoing battle
that plagues your every move, and you cry, like no
one is listening.
Your breath becomes too heavy, too much
too keep in,
So, the words slip out like a whisper…

Minute five;
You’ve swallowed down so many tears for so
many years
So it’s hard to stop this mess of tears, but you try.
Their grasp slips as they ask, “What’s wrong?”
All you can muster is “Everything...
The world’s just so lonely man”.
They understand and pull you closer than ever.

Minute ten;
No more tears fall,
Your vision is clear, clearer than ever.
You need help, you need someone
You’re not a lost cause, you’re going to be okay.
It can’t get worse than feeling so lost that you need
to leave.