I wish I knew


I wish I knew just what to do.

I wish I knew just what to say.

To blunt this lonely blade.

This cut of loneliness to fade.


I can cry a tear.

I can cry a single drop or more.

I can bear this solitude.

Can not bear much more.


I can rage, spill yet more salt.

It would not change, it's still my fault.

That's what it must be.

I cannot break free.


I cannot unlock, I cannot hear, I cannot see.

Beyond this prison, this theatre of pain.

A chest so tightly bound, I'm buried deep.

There is no sound.


No one to hear my cry for love,.

No saviour, no relief.

No hope.

No angel from above.


I only gave, so they could be.

I only lived to set them free.

I wish I knew just what to do.

I wish I knew just what to say. 


  • Author: Hemingway (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 6th, 2023 15:35
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 29


  • amepiesces

    they say poetry is a way to cope up with emotions we hide and i wish you love and comfort and you wrote it so rhythmically so bravo...

  • Hemingway

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