Break

I'm angry

I'm hollow

I'm hurt

I'm heavy

I can't keep my head up any longer.

These waves, 

These maddening tides,

Drag me under 

          again

        and again

And I feel that soon

I will drown.

I have nothing new to offer

But these ghosts of old wounds

That haunt my skin, my thoughts,

Scars I did nothing to earn.

I cry

I laugh

I stare

I break