When you get,
That empty felling
That nothing matters
Much,
Something
Deep within
Has broken
Has also died,
Keeping you
Out of touch,
Making loneliness
More bitter,
Making Life
A silent, crutch!
Then you know
That something's
Really wrong
And broken,
That time will
Never heal,
And it hurts
So very much.
I felt the same way a lot times but I didn't know someone else would understand Bravo! ! !
Thank you so much, dear Richard, your wonderful words of wisdom and understanding a precious gift to all that receive them!
Sandra, as sad as your poem is, it is still very much a catharic release for me. My dear friend, my heart goes out to you for your hurt. I sincerely thank you for having the courage to share it with us.
Sadly, one experiences those moments a little more frequently in the retirement years. I can't emphasize enough how much 'my second family at Poem Hunter' has been a cathartic body of support.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I've felt it too.. as the song goes, 'There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in'