I furled brow pours into clammy palms. <br />Tears flood through the cracks of my shaking fingers. <br /> <br />Overpowering my sobs is the sickening knowledge <br />That my mind is unfathomable, <br />Whether I like it or not. <br /> <br />I accept that this mind will never be understandable, <br />Whether I want it to be or not. <br /> <br />This mind is soaking in hectic thoughts, <br />Fragments of emotion that are forever incomplete. <br /> <br />They simply ricochet and melt away <br />In the abyss of my misery. <br /> <br />I am losing… losing hope. <br />I lose hope in these rough days. <br /> <br />I am losing hope.<br /><br />Sarah Bursich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/losing-hope-part-ii/
