My stomach has cramped, my eyes tightened
but I show no further of how I'm frightened,
not of the dark but what lurks within
the thoughts in my head surely are sin.
I have this burning urge to cry
and I struggle to lock it inside,
If you really want to know the truth
there's nothing left inside me to soothe.
no anger, nor sadness, or feeling at all
just the shattered piece left from my fall.
I'm sure I used to be happy, normal, and whole
but I fell from a cliff and left behind my soul.
So I'm lying in bed as my tears finally slip by
midnight strikes; I've started the New Year...
Wanting to die...
This poem was crying out like the words it contained. The theme of being broken is one many of us can relate to. I like the idea of just being a shattered piece left over following a fall. This portrays well the reduced feeling we get when when suffering an emotional trauma.
Well done on this and I hope you feel much better now.