Are you ok?
Are you ok girl?A little voice asked inside of me.
Am not sure, I replied back.
Who is talking inside my head?
Am confused.
I took a deep breath and one footstep.
Am ok, I whispered,
feeling that I will never be ok again.
My life has fallen apart.
It came together and fell apart again.
There is no respite from this pain,
this agony that threatens my days and haunts my nights.
I wonder if this is the meaning of living.
Getting hurt every single day and crying myself to sleep each night.
I know that I am to blame as well.
But for so long have I been denied happiness,
that I pounced at the merest sliver of it.
It is as if fate was laughing at me,
causing me to have hope again,
and snatching it from me in the next moment.
Am I ok?
No, I will never be.
Just enough to take one more step, and another,
fearing to fall down again and having to pick myself up each time,
while my heart refuses to go on.
My soul is tired now,
tired of bearing it all,
suffering through each day, feeling the unbearable weight on my heart.
Poetry by myst_ery
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Written on 2016-10-28 at 12:43
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