The Chronicles of a MiddlemanA Poem by Megan NicolePoem written February 4th, 2016Is this what I was meant for? Is this what I must do? Crying, crying, slowly dying Speaking up but feeling numb Losing friends, losing my sanity Doing things out of need for morality Is this how I get even? Is this how I get to heaven? Well, I’ll be in purgatory at best I fear I will never, ever pass this test A situation of life and death A situation of death and life Waiting without words, Waiting to be hurt. I’ll take the pain, I’ll take the blame To keep those I love sane again Confessing, hardly speaking My heart- my feelings are bleeding My life, my being, is slowly receding Stressed, depressed, anxious- ugly Sad, tired, and faceless without name I know in my heart, I’d do it again© 2016 Megan NicoleAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMegan NicoleMadison, WIAboutI guess what could be said for me, is writing is my therapy. I rhyme and repeat, feel sad and retreat. Find beauty among the broken and solace among the trees. I think too loud, if my day was a cloud... more..Writing
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