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mystery writer

(1993 / texas)

an unseen pain


I cry
Plee for help between sobs
No one understands
For my pain is on the inside
My hurts
My pains
Can't be seen but I hurt so bad I'm on my knees
Rocking back and forth
Back and forth
My screams wrenching their way through the night air
Piecing every heart within it's reach
Suffocating lying on the ground
Tears choking me
My throat so clogged with emotion
Nothing I can do
Nothing to dim the pain
Nothing can describe the feeling when you love and are not loved
It hurts
It stings
It's so painful you can barely breath
And all the while the only word you can manage is why?
Why do I feel this way?
Tell me for life has no meaning without this answer
To this question
Can you
Will you answer my plee for help on this darkened night
My pain is real
Real enough to kill me
Tell me the story of a girl that's fairy tale really came true
Sometimes it's easier to rely on just that to keep you going
A fairy tale...
To believe you have your own little fairy tale that'll work itself out
Is something I don't and can't believe anymore

Submitted: Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Edited: Thursday, October 15, 2009

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  • Danny H (7/9/2009 12:30:00 AM)

    Much emotion, and imagery in this poem.
    it was very well described, your pain: :
    extremely creative (Report) Reply

  • Adi Cox (7/8/2009 11:03:00 AM)

    There is alot of creativity that can come from pain. It is a fertile ground that can spawn creative growth and very much so in creative writing. There can also be an unseen pleasure in creative writing. It can make your dreams seem real as you immerse yourself in your muse. This poem expresses your pain and ends with a hint of a dream. The dream may be a light at the end of a dark tunnel. A promising writer and a well written poem 10/10. (Report) Reply

  • rago rago (7/8/2009 3:06:00 AM)

    an unseen pain always hurt more innerconscience shutters and the pain penetrate all nerves and the veins too burst into tears........ you have written well.......... (Report) Reply

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