By: Visvajit Murali
I walked through the grass
Dragging my feet through the wet, soggy, brown mud
Feeling the pain grow
Grow larger than the sun
I sat down on the curb
Cried in my arms
Regretting everything I have done
Thinking about the END
I could feel the cold water dripping from my eyes
I shut my eyes tight
Tighter than a vise
I felt a knot forming in my neck
I felt cast out
Like the elephant in the room
No one cares
No one knows
No one…
Those thoughts consumed me
They held my brain hostage
Slowly and slowly I got deeper
Farther into my feelings
Thinking about what could have happened
What I shouldn’t have done
Living in the past
That is where I am
NO MORE
I can’t stand this
NO MORE
I like how you made the poem feel super hopeless and depressing