My Oyster
The world is my dying oyster.
And I am the sand
That failed to become a pearl.
My mind is filled with darkness
That traps me
Envelops me
Crushes me.
My mind races with how many times
I've let you down
Or the quiet of my empty thoughts
And the silence that they create that
Becomes violent.
As I count the tears
That stream down my face
1... 2... 3... 4...
The tears build up
And they're breaking me down.
My mind is a dam
But it's breaking
I try to keep it together
But sometimes
I have to let it crumble.
Because if I keep up
My wall for too long
I become someone that
I don't recognize.
As I stand in the rubble
Of my hopes and dreams
My fears creep closer
Attacking me
Telling me lies
That I want to believe.
Because in this darkness
That is my mind
I don't know what to believe.
Not anymore.
I've lost sight of the light.
I lose grasp of my hopes
As they crumble around me
Turning to dust.
But what am I?
I'm nothing
But a grain of sand
In this huge, dark ocean
That has failed to become a pearl.