Heavy empty heaving chest,

Gaping open jagged crest,

Heart aches and pains,

Emotionally unstable drains,

Hovering in the dreary abyss,

Something feels a miss,
Shaking, aching, taking at no end,

Hurting, worsening a struggle that has broken beyond the bend,

It hurts, it pangs it throbs it splinters,

All in the cold and darkness of these long winters,

Loneliness, overwhelming stress,

Too hard work,

too much of a mess,
Can’t do it, chest long since imploded,

Mind locked and loaded,

It’s ready blow,

I just need to go.