My Hollow Soul

To Whom It May Concern,

My heart, it’s exhausted, broken in too many pieces to count.

My mind, it’s frazzled, strained beyond its own comprehension.

My body, it’s dragging, patronizing its own existence.

My smile, it’s hiding, too ashamed to shed it’s light.

My eyes, they grow heavy, too weak to carry on.

This being has forsaken me.

I’m imprisoned in a hollow soul.

I’m dying...slowly,

Abandoning all power of will.

Sincerly,

Please Help Me...

Author's Note

Please feel free to be as constructively honest as you wish. Any suggestions or corrections are much appreciated. Do not rate or review based on opinion or subject of this piece. If you would like the favor returned please send me a read request or a message with the piece you wish for me to review! Happy writing :D

Reviews

[Harmony-Lee]

Love, Love, Love it.
Been here, felt every line :-(

[Briana O'Connor]

thank you for reading :D

[Ashira Macy]

Definitely related to this one, it is how I have been feeling a lot recently. On the bright side though, the speaker is still within themselves enough to write a letter asking for help, something a lot braver than one would think. This was gorgeous, well done!

[Briana O'Connor]

Thank you so much :D

[Rana]

An engrossing letter, bound to get the reciever concerned.. About the title: 'Being Without the Being" or something like that sounds nice. Or An Abandoned Case.. The one you've used is nice too..

[Briana O'Connor]

Thank you for you suggestion :D

[realmwriter]

This is usually what I write about the most. I don't really even know why, I'm a happy guy. None the less this is a very good write and very...well...dark.

[Briana O'Connor]

People seem to think that just because we write in the darkness means we live there. I believe that those of us whose creativity stems from darkness allows to escape it better than those who do not write at all. My writing has become more positive over the years, but I still have a tendancy to stray to dark poetry, but I feel that it helps me stay in the positive, because my putting depression to paper I send it away!

[realmwriter]

I think maybe you have answered my why. Because it keeps me, oh, I answered it myself, a happy guy, and didn't even see it. Cool. See I'm scattered today. Weird. You are welcome.

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is powerful and feel true. The cries for help we need to listen to and try to help. This poem get the attention of the reader. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Briana O'Connor]

thank you for reading :D

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome. I hope you are okay and the words are fiction.

[Briana O'Connor]

I have my good days and my bad days. Today it is fiction :D

[Rocans]

This is my type of write, I like the seeming hopelessness of the narrator "My body, it’s dragging, patronizing its own existence." This line is darker than it first appears, when someone's own body despises itself for existing...is pretty dark. I thought this was well done.

[Briana O'Connor]

thank you so much

[Rocans]

You are welcome

[Steve L.]

Whoa...Powerful write...Very sad but relatable...

[Briana O'Connor]

Thank you very much :D

[spitballing]

Really good, very well written.

[Briana O'Connor]

thank you very much

[Dayran]

A message like an SOS ... that's sent out ... draws on any and all available ... ships in the area to respond immediately. Its a distress signal ... is what the dic defines it. But with due regard to the principle ... folks may sometimes find in a response ... the need to stay and heal ... the ailing poet ... and thereafter to fill the hollowness with love. Quite often ... however ... a father with two kids will find that hard to do.Nice ...

[Briana O'Connor]

Thank you for reading

[priya]

the poem speaks for itself..its very powerful..the words have been chosen wisely and effectively.. keep it up :)

[Briana O'Connor]

Thank you so much

[priya]

my pleasure :)