THE QUIETLY BROKEN SPIRIT

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JOURNAL #6

depression can be such an all consuming emotion

yet it fills the void in the deepest part of the soul

like water makes up the bulk of the ocean

I am unable to see yet for me what tomorrow hold

and when I wrap myself up in the blankets of self pity

I become trapped within their scratchy folds

on my own instinctive judgment I am no longer so

readily reliant

so anger steps in taking its intended place

by becoming devious devastating and defiant

why I have been so heartlessly knocked down from love

and expectations protruding little peg

I do not know

relationships would be a lot simpler if every plain

Jane fell for just any old reliable Joe

but of course that's not always so

though where some prefer to stay

know that I prefer to go

and that's exactly what my mind drums

into the beat of my heart

it says leave this crippled feeling

before the rest of this network

( meaning me)

falls promptly apart............

(written March 28,1992 am)

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