Shards

The pain of being alone is overwhelming. Knowing no one is there is even worse.

The pain overwhelms my mind,
the darkness breaks the mirror of my soul.
The shards seep in the scars of my heart,
and do nothing more than burn.

 

I would gladly welcome
a demon that doesn't invade my dreams.
My soul is in danger of dying,
with nothing left to heal.

My heart shatters like a broken mirror;
shards threatening to pierce my mind and soul;
and take away my love and peace.

 

Sorrow begins to cloud my dreams.
There is nothing let worth living for except pain;
which is the only way to tell I'm still alive.

 

Demons from within threaten to tear me from the inside.
I wish I was stronger to withstand pain and hurt.

I need someone to hold my hand.

Author's Note

I wanted to stray from the usual poem format, and have it harsher and more 'raw', if you will. I'd like to know how I convey that.

Reviews

[Leran Vakem]

This poem was well written I must say, and in a way (I don't know way) it made me think one one of my poems.
One may feel ones heart is in shards and the only thing that is left over is pain and darkness.
The poem conveys very well to my soul in a very vidid way
Well done keep it up
Leran Vakem