When I'm Down
by Grace Liou

So lately I've been down
worrying about the sadness
weighing down my heart
I'm not quite sure
why I canÕt open my eyes
and my heart is pounding
bursting in a loud explosion
The themes surrounding my life
are incredibly dull
My autobiography would be
a blank book with ugly black
scratches and razor blades
because I am horrible and so
depressed like that
Everything is so unsure
and I am falling apart
and killing myself
but I am afraid and I hate
my own shadow like
a gray shroud covering my tracks.
I am narrow minded and
I am tired and poetry only
comes off the tip of my
fingers when I type
but I am stuck writing in a
notebook about strange feelings
The words are hard and metallic
and sharp
My thoughts are weighing down
my mind which is overburdened
and my eyes are going to pop out of
my head like white marbles
and roll down down down the stairs.