ZZYZX Rd.

definition of Melee+ Confusion; Turmoil; jumble: A confused tumultuous mingling as of a crowd; an affray.


ZZYZX RD.

Inspired to question and
to know where my
thoughts go when they
are in shards waiting
to be formed again.

My mind and body
are a melee of
scars and memories that
have yet to stop.

I'm falling asleep and
I can't see straight
as I sift through
the scene before me.

I'll put on my
best facade for you
but I'm still afraid
to try you know,

Move forward to anything (everything)
without your guidance and love
to pull me back
when the water gets,

too deep for me
I'm without care, and
spendin' time, wastin' time
but I'm way too

Blind, to even care
it's time for me
to change my views
and save my sanity.

Shock this system full,
Noone...can...kill...my...mind!
even though tonight will
end I won't give

My...this...life...away,
this life is not
enough but...

Please give constructive criticism on how I can better improve this poem or at least the poem's ending. Any and all constructive comments/criticism welcome+RevelrysSorrow