I have gone from a small innocent and happy child,
To a dark person,
My soul is tattered and torn,
And my heart is destroyed,
I remember all the good times but,
Their light no longer pierces the void,
I'm somewhere between life and death,
I dress completly in black trying to hide who I am,
Everytime someone gets close I lose another piece of myself to the black abyss,
People look at me and whisper about the person I used to be,
I ignore them,
Even my friends worry,
I lock myself away in a dark room,
Sometimes the sound of the radio can be heard,
Other times one might hear sobs,
Rocking back and forth on the bed I look around,
Just once I want to be excepted,
Not hated because I'm diffrent,
It's been 3 years since I lost my grandfather,
My parents picked up and left,
Now I have nothing to live for.
Even I know that if I remain nothing will ever be right again,
As I walk outside I hear voices calling my name,
I can't tell if it's reality or a dream..
I head for the lake,
Where I remember how my ex held me close,
I close my eyes and walk into the lake holding my breath,
Water rushes through my open mouth,
I open my eyes and see only black,
I soon stop moving and beneath the water if one were to look close,
They would see the innocence of who I used to be,
Versus who I had become.
WOW, such deepth so emotional.... I think at one time or another we all wonder who am I. Sometimes we find out, others we just live with the question.Keep up the work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This just makes me feel so sad Silver...........I hope you have discovered what a wonderful person you are by now....and a terrific writer! Sincerely, Mary