Tired

Good read and a couple of questions at the start is a good hook to draw potential readers in.
Excellent use of metaphors...eg my favourite

"Claws in my skin
Ripping and tearing "

Thank you.

I'm tired of the walls that rear, that is an amazing line from a truly great write.
Those broken promises that lay at your feet, can be kicked away.
Just a clear path.
Lee. Magic.
Charlie

Thank you. There are times I make headway, clear a small point before me. Then I get caught in the whispers they create and drown for a time.

This just proves my last statement in your previous poem. This is such a great poem, Its so full of hurt and doubt yet inside of that is hope..well, a longing for hope i guess. Dont ever feel ashamed to cry, all those broken promises were meant to be broken so you would learn from them. All of those broken promises were/are broken so you can be pointed in the right direction. and if there is one thing I know its that A falling star gives you enough light to find your shooting star (which should never be mistaken for a falling star). They fall, yes, and sometimes take you with them, but   its only so a shooting star can come by and shoot you into the sky.

Sorry for the long ass comment, I always seem to  have a lot to say to you after reading your stuff. forgive me lol

Thank you. There just seem to be moments where the darker things I swear I locked up, creep out and smother me. Here at least I can throw them down onto a page, purge them from my chest where they always seem to settle like a rock riddled with sharp edges. It’s easy to post the sludge from my lungs somewhere where the physicality of the pain isn’t seen.

I enjoy your comments beyond belief. So no worries about the length. And thank you for the silver lining to the bruising sky that seems to have eclipsed all traces of light.