Falling Apart

 I’m standing in the center of a tornado and there’s no way out. 

The loudness of other people invades my brain and I can’t collect my own thoughts as to how I’m feeling. 

Swirling, dirt, dust, violence, please settle so I can think. 

Please let me clear my head.  I need to release and I have no outlet. 

I can only be strong and support everyone for so long, I need my turn to fall apart. 

 Silence tornado! 

 I can’t hear, I can’t think, I can’t speak. 

Your voices are deafening and I just need to think. 

Here take this thread, it’s my sanity.

It’s unraveling.

Someone hold it for me.

I just need to think.

Damn it, where are my thoughts?

Where is my heart?

Where is my soul?

Do you wonder how you can be so ready for love but loves not ready for you?

Louder and faster more violent.

Fuck you , tornado, I need out for a while!

Let me get lost in my thoughts and my wants and my worries.

Let me fall apart too.

Tears form in the corners of my eyes.

The dust is settling.

I can hear a bit.

The violent winds are dying

The tears start to fall as hail stones from my eyes.

I just need to think.

I just need to fall apart too.

It’s quieter now.

Please let the tears flow.

Outlets be damned I just need this moisture.

Only the lonely will truly understand.

 

 

2 Responses to “Falling Apart”

  1. That’s some very moving poetry. I can totally relate to what you write and your need to fall apart sometimes…to just be able to worry about your own feelings, to feel for yourself, let go of the emotion, and let it out, for once, for yourself. i can totally relate!

  2. that was very emotional. sometimes you try to just dismiss all the feelings you had, but how. after being married i realized what u were saying. u just got to get it out then move on. after being married for 13yrs i can tell you the first couple months were hard. there was always someone there, now no one. it does test what kind of a person you are. to me it made me realize i don’t have to be with someone. don’t get me wrong nothing beats a good woman, but until i did find myself and who i was and what really made me tick how can i be someone different. have to fall apart just so you see if you can put yourself together. nice!!!!

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