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Breaking

  • Writer: Randi Stewart
    Randi Stewart
  • Jul 11, 2018
  • 1 min read

I can't breath,

The pressure is on.

So much,

On my mind.

My thoughts,

Are so loud.

I cry out,

The pain.

So unbearable,

Gasping for air.

Fighting to cry,

Asking why.

Why me?

I am broken,

I can't pick up.

The pieces,

Are shattered.

To the ground,

Like a broken mirror.

As i look at myself,

All i see is sadness.

Weakness,

Is what is feel.

Throughout my body,

Mostly in,

My heart.

Which has,

Been broken.

Hey! so, while i was writing this i won't lie i fought back tears. even though i should have just let them flow. i have been through so much in my life to where i truly do feel broken inside. i have lost some very important people in my life. and since then i haven't been happy. i mean, yeah i smile and i laugh like i'm OK, but i'm really not. some days i really feel like giving up but i look into my nephews beautiful eyes and see that great smile...i couldn't leave him behind, ya feel me? he is my whole heart. he is what keeps me going. no this isn't a very happy poem to read but, its from the depths of hurt in my heart. hopefully you guys like it. thank you for reading!

 
 
 

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