Eve Winfield Poet Free verse

6 Feet Under

My soul is in pieces
My heart is broken
My emotions are swirling around the drain
How can I fix this 
Bump in my road
When I can see no way out

I'm stuck in a hole
A hole in the ground
6 feet deep I should say

I am screaming and screaming for help
But none has come my way
Years of therapy has done nothing
Nothing for my internal pain

When I say I am fine
Can't you hear the sarcasm in my speech
Can't you hear the tears behind my quivering voice
Can you hear my scream for help

When I feel all alone
Nothing is alright
Nothing will ever be alright
At least that's what I say 
But it doesn't help me stay for another day

As my canvas is covered in red
I see myself living not dead
But one day that vision won't be true
I'll be dead before you even know it
I'll be gone and you'll be fine
Goodbye my friends goodbye

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Old Buck March 13, 2018 at 11:18 AM Eve: When I feel alone, I come to my Soup page and add up the number of views I've had in the last 3 yrs. and I'm not alone. I see you have added something to the day of over 660 folks in the last 20. That information motivates me a great deal. You're just getting to know the soup family. Keep them coming. oldbuck

Darlene De Beaulieu March 5, 2018 at 2:28 PM Hello Eve,I agree with my friend Leanne, you are better than you think. You also have the strength to get through this. You do have the power to be strong. Think positive. hang with positive people and you will be alright. Eve Winfield April 3, 2018 at 1:00 PM I'm doing my best Darlene! I hope to find myself soon.

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton March 2, 2018 at 7:57 PM Hello beautiful soulful Eve - do you know what I think, you are BETTER THAN YOU THINK YOU ARE. You are whether you realise it or not a BIG BEAUTIFUL SHINING LIGHT for a lot of other people here. I agree with Brenda below. I am now following you. Keep writing that is one of your biggest gifts next to your life and your precious heart girlfriend. x plus a huge hug. You can contact me anytime. Welcome to the Broth...you will meet a lot of beautiful big like minds who will stand next to you and will look forward to reading your stories and offering their courage, kindness and friendship. Eve Winfield April 3, 2018 at 12:58 PM Thank you so much <3 it means a lot to know that there are people here for me. People that I met through my words. Leanne Lovejoy-Burton March 2, 2018 at 7:59 PM Here's a poem I wrote, I think you might like it. Lots of Love, Leanne. "SUPERSTAR" https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/superstar__983324

Line Gauthier February 27, 2018 at 12:15 AM Eve, the best poets write about what they know and how they feel. You seem to know quite a bit about anguish - everyone wants to be happy so I hope it will not be too long before you come across the right person yet that will help you overcome your issues. In the meantime, continue to write because you are truly talented.

Lewis Raynes February 26, 2018 at 4:48 PM wow, i love the honesty in this write Eve, i really hope things pick up and the anguish fades, i'm going to love reading more of ur writing and thoughts here, chin up :) from ur poetic friend,Lewis

Tom Cunningham February 26, 2018 at 1:36 PM Well written verse Eve, you sound like you are in a dark place at the moment and its not a nice place to be, pull yourself together DOES not work, I know I've been there, but as time goes on the speck of light you see at the end if the tunnel does get brighter believe me. I dont fully know your circumstances but talking to the right people does help or even using your poetry to talk , people on here are very supportive. Tom.

Eve Roper February 25, 2018 at 3:11 PM Eve, such pain in your heart.. time does heal the heart. Edward below is write hope always comes with warmth and soon faith.. Welcome Hugs Eve

Edward Orozco February 25, 2018 at 6:56 AM A herat felt cry in pain. Nicely written. Do remeber that if all else is gone, hope always comes with warmth and soon faith. No matter how dark the storm light always prevails! Welcome to the soup!- Edward