Incomplete

Do you ever feel like a part of you is missing?

Today is the day,

Not one filled with bad.
It was filled with joy,

Life, and happiness.

Yet,
I can't be satisfied.
For I still remember the past,

And the horrors that still haunt me.

For I know,
The Horrors that lay ahead.

So,
Sorrow, pain and hunger,

Still eat at my soul.
Waiting for bad to strike.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest and direct words.
"So,
Sorrow, pain and hunger,
Still eat at my soul.
Waiting for bad to strike."
I have looked at life with negative hope. A hard wall of protection to take down. The above lines. Felt real. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[NinjaShadowWolf]

I like it a lot. I feel like this poem would be a great beginning to a larger story. Each sentience defiantly has a certain meaning in it's own way, and then it all comes together and make total sense even with the different meanings. Good job. I look forward to reading more.

[Mar-Mar]

Thank you!