Alone Poem by Sara Hol

I have been contemplating with myself
about my worth in our relationship,
I feel worthless, hopeless, and trapped.

My tears have become more consistent
as the pain clings to my chest,
everyday life becoming more of a struggle
as getting out of bed is less of an option.

I have this deep need to consume your pain
harvesting it as my own,
I know you are hurting and refuse to let it show.

Tend my open wounds, and I shall tend to yours,
the distance is becoming greater
as I bury myself with the whispers upon my mind.

The guilt envelopes me
for not being able to heal your pain
it only increases as my confessions become smothered.

We may be in a relationship
but I still feel empty and alone.