poetry
emotion and word
Through all the hurt
Through all the pain
Through all the loss
I couldn't gain
A sense of hope
The will to fight
Out of the dark
Into the light
Adrift in fear
A wasted life
Someone's possesion
Someone's wife
When all I truly
Needed to find
A sense of self
Some peace of mind
My heart hangs suspended
above me
Laughing while I search in vain
Watching as I struggle
Never dealing with the pain
It safely hides my secrets
Keeps me guarded from the past
Always keeping its distance
Wisely knowing
love wont last
Suspended Heart
Wasted Life
So long the victim
Pity soaked
Awash in my own tears
I wallowed in self-pity
Wasted life
for years and years
Victim
No one can feel the heartache
No one can see the tears
No one can hear it breaking
No one can touch my fears
Silence
Tina M. Cole
Copyright 2001
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