I sit unaware in silence completley bare without an ounce of care
waiting for peace impatiently
the peace never comes
I sit there drenched in pain and dissapointment
how long must I wait I'm becoming irrate
betrayed since birth, no self worth
I sit feeling no joy
I tremble and cower in complete distrust, still waiting for my peice
wanting to scream, is this life or just a dream
not varing for once whos ear it hurts
my cries always unanswered leaving me mute no longer any words
I carry them on my face place to place
feeling like such a discrace
always shamed always shunned that is where the guilt begun
I stuff it deeper and deeper
making me uglier as it creeps up begining to kill me
silent rage feeling as if I'm locked in a cage
my soul is confussed and wanting to use
my hate hides my hope and steals my truth
I sit here and wait silently and patiently
all alone
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.