Amy Louise Kerswell
All Alone - Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
If anyone can listen to what I'm about to say.
Please try to see and understand.
I'll tell you just how I got to be this way.
Wedged between to walls of isolation.
Fear hurt and lonely.
Tangled and strangled with weeds.
Weeds of fear weeds of helplessness and destruction.
I prayed so many times for someone to hear me to see me.
To see the mess I had become.
A friend a foe Jesus or one of the many who became an enemy.
I never had any one to talk to.
The second I trusted them.
the second they'd run
So in this hollow heart of mine.
I felt the weeds twisting and strangling me whole.
The weed of pain and guilt formed.
Dragging me futher to the ground.
Hatred entered my world.
Envy become a thing to know.
Envy of wish things weren't how they were.
Anger was my true friend.
To those I've hurt along the way.
Please forgive me.
Now that I am gone.
Please remember the old happy me.
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