Feeling this emptiness in my body.
It feels like inside my skin is screaming loudly.
As if no one can hear me crying for help.
Nobody can understand how I feel or how I've felt.
You say you're here for me, but you're gone.
Checking my phone everyday, it's just been so long.
You keep coming back and saying you love me.
But every time I feel the same, I'm never free.
As if there are waves in underneath my skin.
Crashing, burning rocks finding their way in.
I don't understand anything.
I'd rather be dead.
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Wow. It seems like no matter how loud we scream, the silence can be more deafening.
Great poem!
WI ~ Thanks for sharing and baring your soul. I can empathise because from time to time I've felt that death was the only answer. We make ourselves so so dependent on others ~ often on a single other. When they ebb and flow so do we and life seems worthless. Thinking of you and praying for you ~ Yours BRIAN Please check my latest poem. EBONY GIRL ! Thanks
excellent emotional expression!
All you can really count on is you!
nice poem. ww
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