The Three

//Lobotomized

I cannot write-

my thoughts have run dry,

the hollowness numbs me

The ghouls no longer pick & prick

at my mind, they stay hidden

I feel blind.

The notions I search for

are long lost friends.

They leave me wondering

if I'll ever see again-

see the rough, stitched and rusted,

far better than this inertia-

than this constant state of desertion.

// Stitched Up

Stitched up knees

washed clean, made pretty

after having laid in rust

and adorned so pettily.

After numerous long years

ready to be used again-

but will the joints creak?

will they rotate properly?

or will they fail me again-

rendering it too late

to finally live the day.

// Self Doubt

A single thought

sits on my shoulder-

it grips tightly, thru skin to bone

afraid to fall - its grip is iron

and its will stronger still.

It wants my will,

strives on my lows-

it will keep me company,

won't ever let me go.

//Strength in Perseverance

She said

"one notch per achievement"

but did not specify how-

I sit and wait and stare

at the blank wall before me

but can never see a notch...

what is the use of it all?