Whisperer Of Hurt
Author: The Lost Girl
Can't you feel the pain and the whisperer of hurt,
who leaves my life in vain and makes me feel like dirt.
He's always around me, he clouds my life with fear,
he becomes my ugly shadow, sticks with me year by year.
The walls of my house have seen the worst of things,
they lock in the echoing, midnight dreary screams.
I stow away in fear, and cry myself to sleep,
only to be awaken, by the sounds of anotherís weep,
I want to go to them, comfort them and let them know,
that no matter how bad it is, I shall never go.
His heightened voice is scary, it makes my senses crawl,
I sink into a corner, trying to avoid a brutal brawl.
No matter if what happened, wasn't caused by me,
I'm the one to blame, I'm always left to see,
That I was a mistake- I'm not worth the time,
that no one really cares, about me or about this rhyme.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Kay (126.96.36.199) -- Tuesday, November 8 2005, 12:15 am|
This is an absolutely wonderful poem. You have amazing talent lost girl.
|Rick (188.8.131.52) -- Tuesday, November 8 2005, 04:19 pm|
Could truly relate to this. We all have a childhood fear It will never vanish until we face it. Glad i was in the right place ---- to be able to feel these lines. Thank you
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