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Sep 2014
I am a girl
With eyes very dark
And I am a girl
With the ghost of a heart

It haunts my chest's void
With the pain of no pain
A feeling of numbness
Poisons every vein

Tears are no more
And neither a smile
With a soul much too torn
And an absence so vile

My heart has escaped
The cage it permeated
It was, perhaps, instinct
After being defeated

Sympathy, depression
Ran off with it too
Merriment, aggression
Runaway they pursued

Gone are my emotions
That were, at a time, everything
Careless my devotions
And the inclination to cling

Detached from all relations
All apart from one
Immune to shots at separation
He stays my morning sun
Erica Lynn Harwood
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Erica Lynn Harwood  Chelsea, Michigan
(Chelsea, Michigan)   
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