The Hole Poem by Lissa White

My life is so dark
There is no light
I try with all my might
to hold on tight
but its left its mark
The pain is so intence
My heart is one dull ache
I have no idea how to make
to make it go away
To live in the light
instead of feeling so dark
How can I make sense
of this pain that's so intense
I feel so lost
I live with the cost
of the choices I made
but my dues have been paid
Paid in full
with my freedom
My life is not my own
I am not the owner
Everyone else has pieces of me
I will never be free
Never be free to be
Never to be me
Never what they expect me to be
How sad!
Too bad!
Isn't that how they saying goes
and my pain grows
I am screaming on the inside
but on the outside I abide
Living by society's rule
No matter how cruel
I just want to be free
'Let me out'., I scream
Only in my dreams
Will I ever be free
so I sleep and sleep
Pray for my soul to keep
and to escape the pain
Life that drains my very soul
It's taken it's toll
Can anyone see me?
I am waving my hand
Trying so hard to stand
On my own two feet
Just to retreat
and be shoved back down
into the ground
swallowed up in the hole
A hole of my making