Monday, October 20, 2008

Grave in my heart

There's a pit in my stomach,
Give me nothing less,
There is a grave in my heart,
A deep whole in my chest.

Lonely,
I am sad if only,
They would just disown me,
The pretense is droning.

Coldness,
I am unsettled and unearthed,
Consistently under estimating,
My own value and my own worth.

Desperate,
But I wont say a word,
I've been dying inside,
But you havn't heard.

Drowning,
But I cant look up,
Your hand on my back,
And my strength is not enough.

Terrified,
What if I'm alone?
And the simple truth:
I cant make it on my own.

Conflicted,
What kind of choice is this?
What if I'd rather not choose?
What if I give it a miss?

There is a pit in my stomach,
Give me nothing more,
There is a grave in my heart,
A deep hurting sore.

2 Comments:

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Anonymous Trace said...

Wow, what a poem.
Talk about capturing a persons feelings and expressing them in a way that many would never be able to do. So honest, real and thought prevoking. Very relatable poem. Truelly stunned.

7:57 PM  

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