To Fill the Void

I GO THROUGH THE DAY ALWAYS FEELING LIKE SOMETHING IS MISSING A VOID THAT NEEDS TO BE FILLED I CAN'T SEEM TO FIND ANYTHING OF SUBSTANCE I GET TATTOOS AND PIERCINGS I CHANGE MY HAIR OR MY CLOTHES EVERYTHING ABOUT ME SCREAMS THAT THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG BUT NO ONE IS THERE TO CONSOLE ME DO THEY NOT CARE, DO THEY NOT WISH TO BE INDULGED IN MY HEARTBREAK OR HAVE I JUST BECOME SO CONVINCING IN MY FAKE SMILE MY FACADE THAT RARELY CRUMBLES MY GENUINE INTERIOR ONLY REVEALING ITSELF AS I CRY IN THE SHOWER WATER CRASHING ON MY FACE OR AS I TOSS AND TURN WHILE I SLEEP...WHENEVER I CAN SLEEP DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES FILLING MY UNCONSCIOUS WHEN I WAKE, FEELING SO SAD USELESS MY BODY FEELING HEAVY...DRAINED...HALF HEARTED

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Marquis Mc Mills-Cooper

Date: 8/30/2013 11:48:00 AM

Very nice poem here, again the subject of your poem is conflicted and we are all caught along for the ride. You do a good job of bringing us into a world and making us see what the subject sees, the situation, the problem, the hopelessness... Good Job Valerie!!! MC

David Scott

Date: 6/14/2013 3:28:00 PM

I DID AT ONE TIME DYED MY HAIR HAD PEACINGS AND TATTOO THOUGH REMOVED I THINK ITS ABOUT FINDING INNER PEACE AND DREAMS I THINK UASALLY MEAN THE OPOSITE

Twanna Irisha

Date: 6/7/2013 10:38:00 PM

I absolutely love dis!! Great poem!!

Kim Van Breda

Date: 4/24/2013 7:35:00 AM

Yes... I , and a lot of other poets, identify with this lovely descriptive verse of the great 'search' for purpose and validation of our existance. We have poetry to express all these things, and we have a God that sees us unique and beautifully made xx

Debbie Duncan

Date: 4/23/2013 11:04:00 PM

nicely done and the metaphor's too. I know I sometimes feel like this .

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/22/2013 8:27:00 AM

LOL, by the way I noticed my sister on the bottom commenting your poems. she is not so much of a nut head like me.... but, I'm a nut head in a good way.... this is me, drained and heavy, many days I wake up to a void I can not explain. I have problems sleeping, and still everyday I have to survive knowing I'm the only one who knows how to fill in the void. and how do i fill in the void you ask???? Well i go about my day, as if nothing is wrong or missing, but the smiles I lend or pretend fill the void only I know if.... always~ Linda

Skat A

Date: 4/19/2013 9:27:00 AM

Good morning Valerie. A tough image you walk around for, is that the reason you fill your body with art. _Does it fill the void in you? I know how it is to have no one comfort my fake smiles. Or ease my broken heart. I send you some soup mail. ~*~SKAT