In my deepest moments I bury my burden
pushed back so hard that I've broken down and fallen
I'm Grieving thru the truma and drowning thru the rough waters.
I cry to the lord but he doesn't answer
I cry out for help but no one hears
I'm grieving thru traumatizing events
An no one will understand
I fight a lot of battles that only I know
Deep down I have so much rage I can't let go i Hate to admit I'm sinking my own ship
Second time around I can't stand on my own ground...
Living in fear of my own thoughts
I am warmhearted and icy cold to the touch
with a pretty face that's getting old.
struggle thru life feeling lost and alone
I bury a lot of secrets I leave untold
with a heart of glass, that can be easily shatterd to death!
- Author: Natalie Heisey (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 31st, 2022 00:27
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 16
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