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Christmas is a Time


Alone at Christmas like a snow flake in the sky,
Friends and family dismiss me but why?
Insignificant am I, their lives filled with fun,
No care or thought of me has anyone.

Voicemail, text messages, I leave with them all,
No text message response or return of my call.
All on my own, an insignificant mist,
Alcohol I turn too in the hope to get pissed.

Ho, ho, ho.. happy Christmas and cheer,
No clue do you have that its been hell for me all year.
I phantasise of my death, fooled you would care,
but an illusion of emotion is all that you dare.

Its like there's a power cutting me off from my life,
and replacing any happiness with misery and strife.
What do I do with this numb sickness inside,
Help me from drowning in sorrow I cried.

Suddenly my emotions are numb from the pain,
These feelings of emptiness, rejection, loneliness - insane!
I wish I could escape from this life of hell,
Wake up from this nightmare, wake up from this hell.

Help me im falling, deep into despair,
but the question I pose, is does anyone care?
I fold my arms across my body and lay flat,
I give in defeated and say enoughs enough of that.

Take me im falling, numb and insane,
Can you please switch off my overactive brain.
Numb from emotion, numb from this life,
but most of all numb from my misery and strife.



Written by Wendy Roberts

26/12/08

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