Breaking Point

No words can compare to the tragedy you impose,
with subtle hints and tender smiles.
my sanity has finally found its home else where,
leaving the cage of bones it once housed.
take heart and stand up
well here i am heart in hand and spread on the floor
your tears burn my cheeks.
yours. they are your responsibility now.
i can no longer take the blame.
let us choke on the silence,
and bathe in the soulless reality.
here is my breaking point.

Hope is what drives my ambition
yet hope is everything that lets me down.
what makes my gut wrench
or my heart rise into my throat?
betrayal against my ownself. against my own hope.
hope can be your wings.
with arms stretched wide with nothing but good intention.
Yet here i am again, sunk into the floor
bleeding my soul from my mouth.
please dont watch me, please dont see.
here is my breaking point.

there is nothing left for me here.
but it is to here I am bound forever.
imprinted on my heart, carved in an intricate design
maybe these are the chains that bound my wrists
maybe you were right,
and I was wrong.
here we are again, uncertain within our own distain.
I thought I changed.
I thought I improved.
but this concrete pillow that I now lay my head
is the same one from back then.
The stuttering beat of my heart,
uneven breath that fills my lungs,
the shame that causes my head to turn away,
its all the same
here is my breaking point.

it is here I stand truely stripped
image holds no ground here any longer.
to see so clearly now
here I stand naked infront of you.
now you may look, and see me as I am.
here. is my breaking point

Breaking Point

Courtney Stewart

Joined December 2007

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