The literary magazine of Hagerstown Community College
Your presence is an
Elevator shaft
I can’t stop falling
Through–
I thought I was
With thoughts of you
Creeping misery
Won’t let me sleep
If I could grow wings
I wouldn’t be me
Losing my peace,
Loving my grief
Living a nightmare
Less than a dream
Never enough
Said with a shrug
Dare to wake up
Breathing this drug
I can’t climb away
My mind turns to mud
Forever I’ll stay
By draining my blood
Vile switches flip within
Adverse colors clash again,
All her constant inconsistence
Carves cruel gaps and forges distance
Bright red light flicks to green
She’s lost the yellow in between
Missing pieces leave her weak
With ebbing will, her worries peak
Lifeless from relentless battle
She weeps and wishes for defeat,
A comfort blade to quell the rattle
To seek her peace, hearts cease their beat