In This Grave

An old Poem I wrote, when I was in my teens.

I feel consumed by this dark cloud

Hanging above my head

A constant reminder of my failure

Past oppression, pieces of me you've taken

I bled for you, still I bleed out

You watch me sink into this madness

Torn from sorrow, as my heart suffers

Suffocated inside the dismay

I break from you

Reach for the daylight

But the truth, still so clear to me

I've dug my grave over the years

So now, here I lay

Shattered and Beaten

Dead to the world

Filled with sorrow

Reviews

[MichelleClay]

Beautifully written. Reaching for the daylight but knowing you've dug your grave already and being dead to word. I definitely can relate to this well done.

[Zach W]

I love the line 'dead to the world'. Been there.

[realistchick]

Maybe I'm reading too hard, but this sounds like brutal heartbreak. If so, we've all been there. This has it's own beauty to it.