There is a part of me that I keep locked up and have no key,
At least I say one can not be found,
yet here it comes flowing forth like water from the ground,
Tears I feel weeping like sap from my heart,
I don't know whether to scream or pull my self apart,
Feeling dizzy, Feeling sick,
Hoping I can find my balance quick,
Set in motion these
Forces as strong as an ocean,
Out pours all my pent up emotion,
Spewing forth under no remorse of agony or rage,
setting everything around me ablaze,
Its' destructive nature leaves an unhealing wound,
feeling as if my life was meant for such gloom,
I can't escape my memories, I can't escape their pain,
I plead for help yet my cries are only done in vain,
No one can hear my sorrow, my loss, my tortured soul,
Not even the pen from which my words flow.
- Author: Marzipan (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 14th, 2022 09:58
- Comment from author about the poem: The pain of loss and grief is hard to cope with, it can make you feel isolated, unheard by others, sometimes.
- Category: Unclassified
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