Teetering

reeferchief

Emotive feelings, evoking me
provoking thoughts,
that I dont want to believe
but I cant fight them off
I cant stave them
those fuckers wont leave
calling me out, breaking me
giving no reprieve
providing cracks in the walls
to the world that I've built
destroying all those boundaries
that I felt the need to build
breaking my resolve
my resolution dissolving
before my own eyes
is this the end
or the start of a new life
my eyes becoming blinded
by all the negatives surrounding
this situation stresses
agonising my integrity
diminishing my fidelity
this new horizon dawning
uncertain and fragile
to the touch, shatter glass
breakable by the slightest tap
all this equating to my lost grasp