BROKEN
All words are only a noise of feeling that true pain of hearing what has been taken and striped away,from what is lost in my place of what I thought was right,for I realize it is a place of feeling only again lost in a place of what I have only been stuck and broken in all my pathetic life.This pain and sense of not knowing what is right in my existence,is killing me,consumes my every feeling I have ever longed for in what I am and accepting that I am loved,but feeling this is what I fear the most I don't want to hurt,why I need to break threw,but am stuck for I was never taught how to feel,but only pain and non-existence in a life of shame of nothing but fear.So my fear is my only feeling,of what I know in what life I am lost in.
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