A CRY FROM THE SOUL
Trapped with nowhere to turn,life is beyond my control,
causing deep ache, at the buttom of my soul.
Mute not able to express this grawning pain.
And the feeling of relentness distress.
Tears that is not visible to the naked eye,
Silent screams that no one can hear.
I try to speak but nothing can express
the feeling of sadness and worthlessness.
Solace,please come and calm my soul,
for this is what i need to make me whole .
Empathy, i do not need
what i need is for someone to see the real me
Words when used as a weapon can cut like a knife,
Capable of doing so much damage and take the joy out of someone’s life.
But softly spoken and softly expressed can bring somuch happiness.
Who then will express such beautiful words
That will heal and not hurt.
How will I be regarded as worthy
If the words spoken are hurtful flattery.
My soul shed tears day in day out
It is tired of the pain but it dare not voice out.
Who will listen? Who will care
Even though it confess who will priestly hear.
A broken soul, a defiled heart,
Depressive my body sits.
Thoughts; cruel and harsh ones
Urging and encouraging
But with whom do.I share with
If all just wants my doom.
I am weak my souls wick is deeped
in the emptiness, no one is with love to give me strength
Sir. Tomisin Eshton
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