VictimA Poem by watch_the_worldEven though it happened four years ago now, I still hurt, I still bleed, I still long for closure, I still search for cement to fill this whole empty space left inside my chest.
I wish I could go back in time, Fix things, truly cherish every moment. I want to be better, I was to find the missing piece to my puzzle the minute I think I've found it is the minute it slips right through my brittle finger tips.
I find myself on the verge, on the edge, Contemplating jumping.
To be free, to find a solution. but, I am a coward I do not jump for the uncertainty of what lies ahead stops me from taking that leap.
Everything I have suffered is nothing to what these past four years have been like, I have never known so much hate, so much anger, so much frustration.
I have nothing to lose, I've lost it all, washed it all away, Watched it wither away at my fingertips.
I was not directly involved, just a witness but the effect is just the same
I am still a victim. © 2012 watch_the_worldReviews
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Added on February 2, 2012Last Updated on February 2, 2012 Authorwatch_the_worldFranceAboutHi my name is Rhylen. A lot of my writing is from when I was really young (like 14) aha so SORRY IF IT SUCKS :) more..Writing
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