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Sickness....
I feel whole and new
Like a sky crystalline blue
I no longer feel pain
I no longer feel love
Nor happiness
Empty and hollow
Yet the light shines golden
Lets hide away....
Still alone
Still unwanted
No way will i be forgiven
No how will this shroud lift
So i just live
All alone
Mental abuse is the worst
Hurting me everyday
But what happens
When you no longer feel emotion?
When you no longer want anything?
When the simple needs become obsolete?
So i live in my broken mind
My broken heart
Showing nothing to the world
My sickness of pain
Is breathless....
P.S. I see your first name is Melissa too...........
do you know the origin and meaning of our first names? Melissa is of Greek origin and it has two meanings kind one and sweet spirit. Both fit poetesses to the P I firmly believe.
Thank you
Quite true i did not know that thank you :)
This poem reaches out to those who have this mental abuse for i do know, it is hard. In my ongoing experience, i notice many hide their feelings and hurt unnaturally well and only once have i seen someone break.
I thank you so much for your encouraging comments and observations i strive to become a better poetess so everything is greatly appreciated :)
All I can utter is a grizzly wow.............
I hope this is for the most part just creativity at work and not actual truth being shared, if it is the former then you have a very good imagination as to how someone who is abused might feel. For your own sake I hope it is merely that but if it is the latter then my heart goes out to you and I hope you work through some of your pain and issues further with poetry as I think poetry is a divine gift from God, him working through our spirit to help heal our mortal wounds in this world. Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen