What is wrong inside
To make such thoughts come my way?
An overhang of darkened clouds
Has rolled in and stayed.
A feeling of loneliness
Indescribable in its strength.
A never ending stream of sorrow
With no words measuring its length.
My mind and body tire
I feel my being shrink.
I'm too engulfed in my nothingness
I'm unable to think.
How pathetic I've become
Once a river of pain, now a dam.
I hate who I'm becoming,
I hate who I already am.
If only I could free myself
Escape through a way already mapped.
But every morning I wake to see me
Everyday I am trapped.
I loathe my very being
I envy all that I see.
I would do anything
To be anyone but me.
Nichole was in high school when she wrote this one. She struggled so hard with her identity but hid it so well.
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Words a Mother Never Heard (Wattys2016)
PoetryA young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman c...
