Pain is what I feel;
The hurt
The agony
The Mental Anguish.
It's all in me;
The darkness
The emptiness
The Words.
To only stop the words;
The disappointment
The loneliness
The Movements.
Playing my role;
The emotions
The part
The Play.
I am overwhelmed;
The struggles
The fight
The Games.
I fight back;
The feelings
The emotions
The Inner Self.
I want to feel;
The joys
The laughter
The World.
I want to see;
The beauty
The change
The Soul.
I want to speak;
The truth
The fact
The Reality.
I want to touch;
The desires
The passion
The Heart.
I am held back by;
The disbelief
The questions
The Taunts.
You hurt me;
With mental anguish
With words
Movements.
You bother me;
With play
With games
Inner self.
You can't see;
With the world
With the soul
Reality.
More of me found,
In the Heart.
Move of me lost,
In the Taunts.
Author notes
I've held on to this one for a number of weeks. It's simple. The emptiness and the willingness to let go for the one that places the emptiness there.
Written June 29th, 2004
