Solitary Suffering
Sit alone and sad
Inside an empty shell
No one to talk to
No one to tell
The pain draining life
Wishing for death to stop by
Nothing to do until that day
But sit in confinement to cry
The walls in the head
Are quickly closing in.
Where does being normal end
Where does insanity begin?
Pound on brick and stone
Until fist bruise and bleed
Screaming ,praying begging
For the mind to be freed
No help ever comes
To silence the screams
Lost forever in limbo
Trapped in hellish dreams
Submitted by Dawn. Follow her on twitter @KisDaSkye
very good.. I hope it’s not how you feel though :-\
Hi Skye Poet, I like this poem as it truly reflects the pain of a solitary sufferer. ‘Pound on brick and stone, Until fist bruise and bleed’ are the most interesting lines!
Hi Skye. I feel the pain & suffering you express in this masterpiece!
Well done!!