Digging it
When did it happen,and how could I dare?
I allowed it to slip away from me,
or maybe it just left on it's own.
Beating my head against the wall,
trying to fix a leaky vessel.
Trying to hold something in,
or make room for it's return.
The flow seems to have left me,
not even leaving reason in its absence.
This void starts to tear me apart,
leaveing a nasty feeling, like rotting silk.
Sometimes my heart cries,
it's tears slamming to the pits of my soul.
But the words wont come,
trapped in my viens.
Give it back! I miss my feelings,
this is my personal plea.
Silence greets my wounded cry,
I am left digging deeper, to find myself...
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