Where is your breaking point
Do you see signs approaching
Perhaps an abyss of memory
Or a tsunami of anxiety
Do the bright stars vanish
Does the telephone strike fear
Do dreams cascade darkly
Or is midnight's howl near
Do teeth clench painfully
Do harmonics clash
Are sky's clouded with clouds
Or is daylight too brash
Are ghostly scenes observed
Amidst heavenly dances
As scales fall from angel eyes
Do bouquets wither advances
Is there a foul taste on your tongue
Do rats circle ominously
Are caves closing upon you
Or do you trespass desperately
Does eleventh hour love fail
As mirrors shatter on you
Does static dominate radio
Do thoughts play the fool
Do photos whisper under frames
Do skies sob in golden dawn
Are promises truly forgotten
Are you back in days forlorn
Do amphibians stumble saltily
Do recipes turn too sour
Does fear of hate overwhelm
As protests of love lose power
Does the moon slip away
Leaving darkness to envelope
As fireflies dance freely
And pyrophobia develops
Are you thankful for fatigue
Is desire to hibernate strong
Are grocery lists demonic
Like touch paper to oxygen
Are you struggling to breathe
Drinking down sea water
Can you hear unborn cries
Unheard by their mothers
Do you misjudge sentiments
And overthink situations
Do sand dunes break magic
Or is lust just evaporation
Is your heart broken
Left wide open
Raw with emotion
Or full of commotion
Does your blood run scarlet
Yet as disconnected as blue
Do you wish for the end
Of you being you?
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Do you read this poem
And much of it resound?
Please reach out for help
Your life can turn around!
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