At the Low Point

My mind has been shrouded

In some kind of fog,

Making words seem foreign

And beyond my comprehension.

Someone has given my eyes

Permission to slack off,

Making the bricks dance,

And the words twirl on the page.

My equilibrium traveled off,

Leaving me to lurch and jump

In some strange dance,

That makes me nearly fall when I stand.

Someone stole my strength

And has left me with quivering limbs,

And a strong desire to never

Leave the safety of my bed.

My nerves have heightened their senses,

Showing me all of the places where

Something is going wrong,

Screaming at me to fix it, but I don’t know.

A shadow has been cast

Over my thoughts to keep me

Feeling like this is what I will

Always find when I think I’m on track.

Don’t leave me alone

In this place where I no longer am me

And where I can’t rely on myself

Because the trust that was left has fled.

Leave me alone.

I don’t want to be seen here.

I don’t want to be known as this,

For this isn’t me.