Motionless
The shadows lay before me. I struggle to rise from the ground. It feels as if I have
been shattered into two. The world seems to continue to spin around me. Yet I
lay motionless unable to move. I don't understand what is holding me down. I try
to stand but I cannot move. It feels as if there is a weight holding me down. I call
out for help but all I get is the echo of my own voice. I listen in hope that I will hear
footsteps in the distance, but it remains silent. I can't escape from the pain, it
haunts my whole body. There are whispers in the distance, I call out and they
grow silent. Why will nobody come? Have I sinned too many times that I am
being punished. Is my punishment to lay here in misery? No matter how many
times I call out for help, still no one seems to come. Suddenly my eyes open and
I realize it was all just a bad dream. There are many people around me who care,
and I have the help of God.
Copyright © Sierra Price | Year Posted 2007
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