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My heart is so empty like a Sea Shell.
With a little roar left inside.
Yet so faint!
You have to listen carefully or you might miss the sound.
So careful am I not to be noticed.
Afraid of my own shadow.
Afraid of what I might remember.
Or what I might see.
So much destruction in my life.
When will it all end?
My time will come!
I imagine the peace I'll feel.
Knowing it'll never come.
So afraid what can I do?
Zulaikah
Zulaikah, I feel your pain. It will subside. Abuse is pat and if you cont. to write it out there will be peace in your heart. I have found the people here are very helpful. So please cont. to share. Linda
That is sad. One day love will surround you. And all the pain you feel will seem like a bad nightmare.
Zul, Is is ok for me to shorten your beautiful name? Yes, abuse can rot your heart, if you let it. Do not allow this to hurt you now. It has already done it's demise. Now, let's work on healing. I am sad for your pain from the past. Your confusion over it still evident in the contradiction contained in this poem- "My time will come!" and then..... "knowing it'll never come" Hold strong, keep writing about it, and you WILL FIND THE PEACE YOU DESERVE!! Thanks for the bold post.