Lost

I stopped writing poems
It's getting too dark
I thought it might help
But it keeps breaking me apart.
In this anonymous pen name that I have
This insanity that I've begun
Keeps shattering
For all these words are all I'm owning.
Aimlessly pouring
My useless thoughts, boring
Lies, love, anger, despair it's scorning
That's all I could write, so heartbreaking.
In this cold night no one would listen
To the sound of my tears glistening
Here I am writhing, always complaining
About sadness and cryings
So tell me what should I do?
I lost my rhymes and my ryhthms too.

-sdjm
2:35 a.m.
08Aug2017