Dark poetry

This stream of water that flows in my bathroom, reminding me of the drowning feeling  I have now is this social media post, that regardless of everything you were worth it  This great pain in my heart, a reminder of how my heart yearned for you  How badly I wanted you, to have and to hold!! Do I loathe how I met you, in the most inconvenient of ways?  Yet sprung a love of great deluxe, that blossomed into butterflies in my stomach  I bored you, what you said in a frenzy of truthfulness  Would you understand if I said was walking on eggs the whole time?  To say you needed my character change, to bring out the fun Which I obliged but alas, you couldn’t handle the darkness  That fills my soul in reserve, which engulfs my silhouette You wouldn’t listen; I was protecting you hiding the darkness   My heart still yearns for you, in the darkest and loneliest of hours.  I said I would always love you, and love you I will till the end of ti...

 All those good memories That we had Jade, I remember you fondly, Even though we broke up on bitter terms All those deep rooted issues Came back to bite Those memories... Are like a sudden car crash that disrupts my still mind Flooding my brain in full headlights And, deep down I wonder, Was that as good as it got?

 What happens when I lose this battle with mental illness? Their words that are full of shrillness Pierce my earlobes and disrupt my mind's stillness Maybe I wasn't cut out for this world's business Does it get better? Will you stay by my side when all goes to shit? Will THEY judge me because of it? Their probing eyes over my mind every little bit Or will you join them, making me lose my wit? I can take comfort, in the most subtle way, That when I fall down the abyss, on that fateful day I will have him by side dearly, everything pretty eventually decays My mind is no exemption I should say We are all locked in a prison that is our very minds What a powerful prison it is that binds In the face of all my finds, I know HE is watching without any blinds, Waiting to be let out to cast his spellbinds! Our minds are our own prisons