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Locked Inside

There is just way too much locked inside, So many things I would love to confide. I am so angry and confused, My soul is quite oh so bruised. I want to be a whole person again, Everyone says it is just a matter of when. My life has been put on hold, And inside I feel so cold. There are days I am just so numb, Nothing warms me, not even my rum. There are days that a ray of light shines through, Then the clouds come back and I am again blue. I am told to have faith and believe, That God is there and will give reprieve. Faith in Him I do have, truth be told. I just feel He has bigger things to uphold. I am just one tiny person in a sea many, I feel like I am the bad luck penny. I have family and a few select friends, I know they have issues at their ends. Maybe I am just in so much pain, That all I feel is insane. One day soon I would love to be feel joy And no longer feel like others I annoy. I really despise all this despair, Please Lord hear my prayer.

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Date: 7/20/2009 2:53:00 AM
Loved this one honey, you see you are VERY talented and believe it or not (knowing you not) I admire your courage day to day, I should show it more, I'm sorry.....Love you, Leerie
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Date: 5/9/2009 5:13:00 AM
Kristy, I just commented on your sister's poem: Ways to help fill the hole. I am glad to know that you believe in God. Your love for your sister, I have read through your poems. When a family is close, pain affects each member if one hurts. When you feel sad, take action. Sing a church hymn or "I'm a Little Tea Pot...” Anything to break the sad thinking chain that harms heart and soul. Let me know how it goes. (I hope you don't mind my mothering suggestions.) My hope=you stop pain. Love, Dane
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Date: 5/6/2009 5:25:00 PM
Almost I wrote Ben ... you do not look no more ... God has heard you ... he always hears. Nice poem.
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