Mountains

I don't know why I count the months but I do
God it hurts so much sometimes
Just remembering

I wish that now I was better
I didn't have to carry all that with me
I feel like it weighs a thousand pounds
And moving on is so hard

I wish that I'd put that puking to use
and puked this horrible horrendous sadness out too
But all I got was vomit

It is such a lie
That time heals all wounds
The pieces where I was broken
Still grind together
They push and they rub and they scrape
And they crush together
Making everything larger than it should be
And they've made a mountain in my chest

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

GOODNESS..THE HURT IS FELT THROUGH THE ENTIRE READ...AND THIS IS AN EXPERIENCE MOST OF US WISH NOT...YET YOU HAVE THE COURAGE TO SPEAK OF THE REALITY AND GIVE US A LOOK INTO YOUR WORLD...I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER AND YOUR HEALTH MAKES A RECOVERY...

[fwvalidus]

This poem does a great job of making me as the reader imagine the type of feeling that you are experiencing. The final stanza is very very solid too. Its powerful and it illustrates desperation which I think is a very powerful emotion to convey. Hopelessness and helplessness are two of the hardest things, and I think I feel both here.