Feeling Like A Fool... Poem by Anamika Goswami

I feel empty inside,
banished from your life.

Here am breathing and talking
with malignant humor.
While this hollow within me
grows like a tumor.

Although I surround myself
with distractions.
All I can do is regret
my past actions.

The blade did feel sharp
on my wrist.
Yet my desire to escape
did persist.

Now I can't look myself
in the eye,
'cos I had written me off
and said goodbye.

Still I never dreamt,
you'll leave me for good.
For I always thought that
you understood.

This ache within me,
I have always borne.
My heart's ever
impaled against a thorn.

Now I have to live
with this demon inside.
Locked in a tale of
blatant lies.