Hillary Ann Bergeron

Where To Begin - Poem by Hillary Ann Bergeron

I am not lost. I'm just not where I am meant to be. In the nowhere a body speaks to me. Unbelieving voices echo in my head. Something is missing. Once using this empty space in my mind, something is missing. It once controlled these voices whispering through my head. The screaming is so loud, I find is hard to concentrate on what used to calm this noise.

I've lost myself. I am frozen in a overwhelming maze of confusing depression. Anger sometimes consumes me. Which is only a mental consequence for my feelings of indecision. I am not Hillary. She has been engulfed by her own thoughts.

With pen in hand she started writing. Freeing her thoughts that once was safe. Started taking risks she shouldn't make. Expressing her secrets trough mazes of confusion. Lost inside her ****ed up mind. She tries.

I am so exhausted with this routine. I am destroying my thoughts that once was free. Taking risks I want make. Expressing my secrets in this empty space. I found myself inside this ****ed up lie. I have decided. Finished with trying.

(December 7,2010)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 8, 2010

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