not me

don't you see i'm hurting now

don't you hear i'm crying out 

my soul is broken 

my heart is shattered 

will you not comfort me

will you not sate the longing within me

who am i

who is this person i've become 

i do not know this person in the mirror

her eyes are dead 

her soul masked in suffering 

surely this cannot be me

Reviews

[Xerclipse]

your poetry has the ability to make the reader feel the pain. I really enjoyed this. It also makes me feel dead.

[marie]

thank you i try to write with my mood this poem i wrote through a really tough patch that had a strong influence on my life