Monica O'Connor

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My Inspiration, Above All Others - Poem by Monica O'Connor


An emptiness above all others,
with an obsession just like every other.
Time has given me false cover
in ways I have not yet discovered.
You did not hear my warning bell.
When I cried for help, so hard I fell
Still, I’m beginning to crack my shell.
I hope that you are doing well.
The face I see, it is not warm,
it has no soul, it takes no form.
I feel there is a raging storm,
from deep within, so I’ve discovered.
This emptiness above all others
from an obsession just like every other.
It seems to me there is no cover,
from this raging storm.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 12, 2009

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