Stationary

Feeling lost

did I leave my mind on the seat?

of a bus station in the distant summer heat

alongside a discarded heart

that no longer beats

the scent of a rose

that floated free

Dull the sounds out

they are shouting

I can’t stand the distant rumble

the voices in my head are never silent

make wobbly Legs crumble

I'm struggling. As the buses leave

I sit here on this cold lonely seat

thoughts just dead-end strands

I roll the dice see where my piece lands

 I need to break this cycle

this circle surrounding.

I feel like I'm drowning

the nagging doubts colliding

the icy cold hall

the chill winds touch

I need a hand, is that asking too much?

I'm falling

catch me please

my heart is stalling

Feel locked out of my mind

like my own thoughts are pointing

at my flaws, I bang on the doors to let me In

but then I also feel locked up

like I’m in a cell

chained, bound and gagged

it feels like hell

I try to break the walls, but I feel too weak

could someone help me please

I need to speak

Feel alone

In a sea of faces

yet mine Is blurred out

the edges faded

smile

I'd try

but that makes my tears cry

so, I'll sit here waiting patient

on this seat at the station

with a blank look

just me, a battered heart

and my trusty notebook

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love

Kyle.