Torment

by AshLetitia   Sep 27, 2006


Whispering voices,
Taunt my mind,
Wrong choices,
There's only one kind.

I lament for my loss,
and survive another day,
Keep going at cost,
Put up with charade.

Hands shake,
Uncontrollable force,
My heart breaks,
As I close tainted doors.

Continue to crumble,
Say the same words,
I still stumble,
the truth still hurts.

All I stand for,
Has been shot down,
So I try some more,
And I slowly drown.

So I smile,
And pretend I'm alright,
Every once in a while,
I break down and cry.

Nobody's listening,
Pity has gone,
I'm no longer laughing,
It's something I mourn.

So I continue to ponder,
I know what I'm not,
I can't stand this much longer,
Yet, it's all I've got.

(C) Ashleigh-Letitia '06

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