Strung Up.

It hurts me,
deeply;
to know of
so heavy a burden carried…
Feeling trapped,
aimlessly;
wandering through
an existence instinctively…
Feeling shamed,
persecutedly;
stripped and strung up
for all to come whip me…
Feeling disbelief,
completely;
so hard to accept
the truths I can’t help but see…
Feeling lonely,
thoroughly;
the bed sheets are
nearly as cold as me…
Feeling empty,
regrettably;
he’s at a pub writing
poetry to forget me.

3 thoughts on “Strung Up.

  1. Heartfelt beautiful words xx

  2. B says:

    Be happy…

    That when the one you care so much about goes quiet…

    Experience doesn’t send you to searches of their local news and obituaries…

    Because, well…

    Experience 🙁

    Be happy that they are writing anything 🙂

    <3

    B