Pain is inevitable.
It will come.
No matter what.
Can you see the tears?
Can you see the weight?
10 tons of weight
on my shoulders...
Can you hear my ankles snapping,
my back breaking,
my mouth screaming,
echoing through the empty halls?
And can you feel me?
That cold and clammy hand that grips my heart,
And squeezes the life
.right.
.out.
.of.
.my.
.soul.
...
Can you feel me?
I'm not sure who made you feel this way, but I'm sorry. You deserve to feel much better than this. Maybe, if you keep on writing it help you set more of your emotions free in allowance of letting you heal.
I'm feelin this piece
I have read so many cries from young ladies
is this real, do you feel this way or is
it just imagination for the sake of your
poem? *smile*
oh Megan.....I know this weight.......feelit......I am living it................very moving.....thanks
Joe