Sewn Shut
I’m too stressed to speak,
I’m too stressed to breathe,
With every breath I take I feel like I’m dying slowly.
I feel captivated by the pain and silence
As I sit here and listen to the pure silence of our relationship.
This relationship seems as if it’s dying as slowly as I am
At times I doubt that I can go on,
but something inside me tells me to stop.
Stop doubting it,
Stop questioning it,
The pain is overwhelming and with every tear I shed the questions start to swell.
As my vision blurs my love for you is doubted
Will this love be strong enough to stand the lengths of time?
I ask myself this everyday and I feel like I’m losing my one and only love
I once said you completed me but now it feels as if I have lost myself
Lost myself in the wrath of the silence that chokes me fiercely
I don’t want to loose you,
but these questions aren’t being answered
and I fear the inevitable will surely happen.
I’m sorry my true love Adam.
Copyright © Nekisha Walters | Year Posted 2005
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