Ripping Me Apart
I’ve realized, lately
I don’t want to be seen,
I live in the darkness
Hide behind a screen.
Whatever virus appeared
Attached itself to my heart,
It hasn’t left since
And it’s ripping me apart.
Because heaven descended
And took them from me,
Just as I thought
I was finally free.
Funeral after funeral
They came and they went,
Till all of me was shattered
and battered and spent.
My heart was broken
My hair was dyed,
But I couldn’t go back
So I cried and I cried.
Then they sent me away
With a journal and pen,
But despite all they tried
I was never me again.
And when I tried getting up
Tried crawling from the ash,
A shadow pulled me down
And I fell with a crash.
Time after time
I gave it my all,
But still, they abused it
And hung up the call.
Piece after piece
They ripped me apart,
Disrupting my healing
Now I’m back to the start.
I’m fearful and damaged
As my grades start to slip,
I’ll sit on the next couch
With silence on my lips.
I’ve never been perfect
And didn’t claim to be,
But the last time was bad
So I wish they could see
I wish they could see
The girl I’ve become,
When I went on without them
Living, but numb.
I’m reeling but healing
One piece at a time,
But I’m still so d*mn scared
Of calling things mine.
Copyright © Brooke Zerbs | Year Posted 2025
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