The NightA Poem by Jen WaltersI am sitting here fighting tears of pain Feelings of rage I cannot reign My heart sits on a shelf you see It no longer belongs to me My chest is always heaving It feels like I cannot breathe I think of happier times long gone I feel like I have gone beyond. Beyond the time to heal Beyond the time to feel Beyond the time to clearly see What it is that makes me Me. I lock the doors to the world In hopes for a cure There is none you see For the panic and pain within me I long for someone to see my soul And to accept me and all my woe I know this too will never come What have I done...
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1 Review Added on July 29, 2015 Last Updated on July 30, 2015 AuthorJen WaltersHuntingdon, PAAboutI am an amateur poet seeking to be published in a newspaper column or magazine, so that hopefully a major publisher will pick me up and I can turn my work into a work of art. I am 34 newly married an.. more..Writing
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