I search for just a whisper
of inspiration
a reason
to breathe
for I fear the pain
will overwhelm again
maybe the reflection
of the smile I wear while I’m dying
will help me forget
the futility of this moment
the crushing weight of the past
the emptiness of the future
I kneel
silently pleading
unbearably craving
even the shadow of hope
some hint of light through these tears
some reason in the madness
why
I wake every day
to feel the storm surge upon me
tormented by the winds of my fears
bruised by the hail stones
of ridicule and rejection
my flesh
broken
by cold
and icy judgment
I wish I could raise
my head again
and see what I once
knew was real
but I believed what they said
I saw through their eyes
my lips spoke their ire
and I forgot to breathe
