Rachel Henley

Rookie (1st October 1994 / Wales)

Plea - Poem by Rachel Henley

This violence in my mind.
I struggle with the languages.
To define who I am.
My heart feels lacking always.
Lonely Spirit forever searching.
My souls depth has me drowning within myself.
Poet. Artist. Human.
So broken even put together.
Lifeless yet full of breath.
I am the walking contradiction.
Of a know it all who has got it all.
Having everything isn't having everything.
Passionate Sex. Adoring Lovers.
Not Enough. Never Enough.
Crying with weary red sore eyes.
Yet perfecting fake smiles.
Can you help me?
Suffering. Suffering.

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  • Stefanie Fontker (10/16/2011 10:27:00 AM)

    'I am the walking contradiction / Of a know it all who has got it all.' My two favourite lines, because they are so very abstract. The pure definition of your poetry, you make the thoughts in my head collide. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, October 10, 2011

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