Have you ever wept so much
That the tears cease to drop from your eyes
Have you ever felt so much pain
That you could share with no one
Have you ever? Have you?
Where is everyone when you need them most?
Why is there no one to tell me its going to be alright
Why isn’t there a shoulder to cry on and be reassured
Why isn’t there no inner conviction of stability
Red eyes and a shattered mind
Mind whirling and fuming with rage
Bloodshot eyes and hate in my veins
Hate enough to crush the agent of this
And justify my sorrowful heart
I’m broken beyond repair
Shattered beyond moulding
A pained heart that might never be healed
A battered soul with stripes of blood
Soaked in endless flows of tears
Each tear that drops,
Forms an ocean
A potential ocean of pain, sorrow and hate.
Large enough to be drowned in.
POET’S NOTE: A poetic outpour of a broken individual.