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Jan 2011
self inflicted hell
is not where I wanted to be
pushing you to the back of my mind
forgetting there was ever a you and me
rage fills inside of me
but I know I have no right
to justify the pain I feel
for having said yes that night
pain beats me down
like a constant punch in the gut
I know there's nothing to hang on to
nothing to pull me out of this rut
hollow is how I feel
like if I moved to fast or shook
there'd be no rattle from my heart jostling
it's not there anymore
it and everything else you took.
(c) 22/01/11
Bellis Tart
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Bellis Tart
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