Inside
Siting there feeling nothing but coldness,
Reaching out for acceptance,
But receiving nothing but deception and anger,
All my words have left my mouth and have retreated into my stomach,
No words could now describe how i feel,
Emptiness crowds in and steals the rest of my once warm feelings,
To the point that i am not sure how to go on,
I question every movement that i make,
WIth every decision i silently wait to see what i messed up,
My world that once was bright and cheery now passed away,
Everyday is like the last,
Like having a funeral for the past,
Remembering what i had and what i felt,
Perhaps on that i should not dwell,
But forever it has been adding up and now it begins to swell,
in my heart it feels like it could burst,
to the point that i could die from my deep hurt.
Copyright © Grace Schoettmer | Year Posted 2008
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