The cracks in my ceiling (Free Verse Poem)

Final Poem
Notes: Few punctuation corrected, things taken out, small words added. Given a title.

The cracks in my ceiling

Staring at the cracks in my ceiling has made me realize

My biggest fears have all come true.

For I am nothing,

With or with out you

I am nothing.

This insignificance,

This nothingness.

My darkest fears

Take over my body,

They control me.

I need to break free

I want too.

But with fear comes demons
and the demons

Keep me still in my bed
paralyzed with fear,

Staring at the cracks in my ceiling.

Second Draft


Staring at the cracks in my ceiling has made me realize
My biggest fears have all come true.
For I am nothing,
With or with out you
I am nothing.

This insignificance,
Nothingness.
My darkest fears,
Take over my body,
They control me.

I need to break free
I want too.
But the fear,
Keeps me still in my bed
Staring at the cracks in my ceiling,
Thinking about being nothing
                Notes: Few punctuation corrected, things taken out.

First Draft

Staring at the cracks in my ceiling has made me realize,
My biggest fears have all come true.
For I am nothing,
With or with out you,
I am nothing.

This insignificance,
Nothingness,
My darkest fears,
Take over my body,
They control me.

I need to break free,
I want too.
But the fear,
Keeps me still in my bed
Staring at the cracks in my ceiling,
Thinking about being nothing 

(The Martinian Stanza)

You crashed into my life like a wave,
Destroying my life like a tornado destroys a town.
We used to get along like two peas in a pod,
But you killed me with your sharp knife
We used to be as happy as little buzzing bees
But after you did that,
I was a crushed.
I loved you like I love the summer
And now I hate you like I hate the cold.
But can you honestly tell me now, that all of that was worth this?

A Clock and a Man (elegy)

An old clock and
An old man
Ticking to the same beat.
Once both youthful,
Time takes its toll on the faces of the clock
The man,
Unable to maintain its beauty
The clock breaks away
and slowly
it
stops
ticking

A new man,
Youthful and beautiful,
Restores the old beauty in the clock
And once it ticks,
The new man
And the clock,
Beat together