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Elizabeth Coral Poem
My emotions swarm, clouding all rational judgement. My pain is a storm in my heart, my suffering the rain that pours down. I wish tears to fall, to release a part of my agony, but no. My body betrays me. I am a burden to myself, and those around me. Just useless garbage, nobody needs me.
I try to regain logic, I try and push past the storm. I reach out to my phone, but don’t even get as far as turning it on before the winds pull me back again. My heart is past logic, all that remains are twisted rationalizations.
It takes all the willpower I have to remain where I am. I pull my knees to my chest and tremble in fear of myself. I will the storm to pass, to settle down for at least a little while, but it rages on, pulling me down with it.
Even the next morning the storm will remain. Dark clouds shadow my heart, though the rain will have ceased. The storm is my endless battle, one that will never clear away. I often dream of blue skies, and true happiness and I realize that I do not know how.I have become so used to the storm in my heart, that I could not live without it! I act and pretend so much that I have started to believe my own lies.
Copyright © Elizabeth Coral | Year Posted 2016
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Elizabeth Coral Poem
Inspired by: "Invictus" by: William Ernest Henley
I am lost in my own despair,
My pain coursing through my veins
I thank my hope, for it is
For my unconquerable soul
I fall to the simple circumstance
I feel wet drops upon my cheek
Alone, I am weak, I must remain strong
I will hold my head high
Judging eyes sadden my soul
My eyes burn, I mustn't look away
I fight to stay true to my promise
I shy away, alone, I truly am weak
I seek a time of glorious light,
When darkness seems to fade
The past will always haunt me
I shall remain unafraid
Copyright © Elizabeth Coral | Year Posted 2016
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