Despair

Desperation has clutched my heart...

My heart has been ripped out, 

Dragged across a bed of molten coals, 

Stretched out on a torture rack, 

Then shoved back in my chest

And stitched shut with a dirty needle.

Now I just wait for the infection to spread.

My mind feels the terrible agony,

But it is too numb to stop it.

I lay there in a coma,

Lifeless to the world,

Living each agonizing second within myself,

Waiting for the pain to stop,

Too afraid to hope,

Trapped in this misery without a cure.

My arms are free,

Yet chains weigh them down,

I cry out in despair for mercy,

But all I receive is the echo

Of my own plea.

Reviews

[Short.Nerd]

This such a good poem! (: Great Job

[Rebel Angel]

wow I love this poem!
It grasps the pain and dispair that can so easily tear you apart. "My arms are free, Yet chains weigh them down. . ." Such an amazing line. This poem is so hard hitting and i love it. its really does show the pain you can feel when your heart in broken. Ive been here.
Well done!