Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes the cold forms,
A kind of shadow inside so black,
Strips away all my walls,
Opens up my skin,
And lets your downpour in,

Drowning in the rain,
Seems so hard,
Till you find your mouth tastes of blood,

Breaking walls,
Breaking skin,
Open your eyes,
To the pain within,

Sometimes these words,
Slice my throat raw with silence,
Because to tell you my mind,
To release the chokehold,
Would leave me crucified,
And leave the darkness still inside,

Walk the white lines,
The stains of chalk on the floor,
Sometimes my nightmare life,
Is nothing more than that,

Sometimes,
Sometimes,
Sometimes,
Sometimes.



...thoughts please...