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Oct 2015
Bricks of mortar fall on my path
like a wall of misery and anguish
Surrounded by a vision of death and destruction.

Wondering how I've endured the constant treachery and deceit
Yet, never allowed myself to break free from the insanity of sorrow
Almost in fear of what will happen tomorrow.

The sickness inside of your cold, icy heart
Penetrates my warm, loving soul with an icepick
The unseen blood spurting from every wound you created
Even now, my sadness eats holes in my stomach, making me sick.

So, please harden and guard my heart
Remind me of who I really am
I need protection from my self
Because no one gives a ******* ****.
Feeling depressed, suppressed and a little pathetic.   Anyone feel this way??
karen dannette
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karen dannette  NV
(NV)   
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