My official defeat.

Through my eyes the frustrations escape
in their liquid state
a touch of a hand
and within they seep again
clinging within the inner wall
low as I can I crawl
as my mind eats the burdens
poisoning the organs
I try and I try
there are so many reasons why
to breath and awake each day
always I’m searching for a way
to breath and breath again
I cry to my friend
nestled within my chest
to keep going and never rest
for when it stops its beat
that’ll be my official defeat.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina