The Grief That Love Can Bring - Poem by Nashy Lamen
I free myself from misery
As I lie awake in bed,
I struggle to sleep,
But I am lost in thought..
I am distracted by pain,
The love so strong,
now weak and broken,
the pieces lie on the floor.
The advocacy so useless,
I breathe for air as I abscond from chaos,
I flee to safety but the memory chases,
It haunts me as I feel sorrow.
I am lost in a bitter situation,
A threat of torment as it tortures me inside,
No happiness as I smile and mask my agony,
Frail memories flash back and I lose my sanity.
The music leaves me bruised
as the lyrics shatter me and run through my head,
like childish pranks that hurt one's self,
And the volume turned up so loud deafens me.
And as I relate myself to the song,
I splinter inside and holes leave me empty,
I blubber and sigh, I regret then I smile,
So spurious, then I stop the music.
As I look for a place to escape,
the walls grow higher as I climb to break free,
The thorns sharper and longer stinging in my heart,
I lie lifeless again on the ground after falling.
Bright is the sky but dull is my day,
After I see you so happy and me so sad,
I sit in silence as my privacy wonders for action,
And people surround me as tears flow.
The silence breaks and I wake up in reality,
the pain increases and the wounds so deep,
The scars bleed again and I slip into insanity,
My mask falls my smile so crooked, my eyes so teary.
I sink into misery with you around,
I want to leave my life for martyrdom leaves me blank,
But failure is my answer,
Ripped apart as I heal.
Clueless again as I find a solution,
but no wise words can help,
You, the cause of my distress,
end my grief, I beg you!
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