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Jun 2013
I've been pushing the pain away for too long
Into a tiny little pouch in the bottom of my heart
But now that pain has built up over the days.
My fake smile is fading away
I don't know how long I can hold this anymore
I feel the pouch is about to explode.
The pain threatens to seep out
Threatens to take me back to that place
The place that was so dark
I couldn't remember the light
The place that resembled the bottom of the ocean.
The pressure so strong it crushed my heart like a can
I feel the pouch ripping at the seams
and as I pray that the thread is strong enough
My sanity hangs in the balance
Logan Smith
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Logan Smith  RVA
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