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On Fire

It’s hard for me to breathe Where I’m from. Stuck in a small room By myself, Hopeless and alone. Feeling like a burden, A useless and worthless person. It’s hard for me to love myself, Feeling like My Heart Is on Fire, No way to put the flames out. Can’t get out of this Small room, Arms and Legs are on Fire, Paralyzed. My soul is gone, Along with my faith, Faith in God and myself. My Body is on Fire, Suffocating, Unable to breath. My hideous face, Filled with scars, Reminding me How ugly I am. My Face is on Fire, The last bit of me gone, Forever lost, Forever gone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 12/29/2017 6:22:00 AM
You write with a lot of emotions Samara. Very interesting to see how you think of yourself. Very deep and great stuff and i hope you keep sharing with us.
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Date: 11/22/2017 1:13:00 PM
Wonderful poem Samara. Enjoyed it immensely. Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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Date: 11/5/2017 6:54:00 AM
We are often trapped in time and with Trump appearing with orange hair looking plump. In much fat he is incased; When you will look at his waist.
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Date: 10/26/2017 3:09:00 AM
- Welcome to Poetry Soup with your first poem Samara, hope there will be many more in the future - // S.S.
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Date: 10/24/2017 10:44:00 AM
Deep first post Samara.. Welcome to poetry soup..
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Date: 10/23/2017 7:15:00 PM
Well written, great use of imagery. Welcome to the soup! =)
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