pushing forward

Don't look at it 

 the feelings they go too deep 

The wounds cut straight to my heart. 

Is it supposed to bleed this much

 is it supposed to hurt this bad 

 Can I make meaning of the pain

Is this something I will learn to live with

 

I'm crying out can you hear me 

 This isn't self pity this is real

 how could you make this up

 This smile on my face it's real too 

You didn't suck the life out of me

 although you tried 

You came close

 I almost became pure nothingness

 going through day to day

 with nothing more to live for but tomorrow

 Now 

Now I step back

 take a deep breath

 push forward fighting against the nothingness 

you brought this to me

 Yes the bleeding will stop

I don't know when and I don't know how

 but I'll live another day to maybe find out 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, the bleeding will stop....i experienced this many years ago...it took me nearly twenty years...hopefully won't be that long for this speaker in the poem...but yes...a long time...but the bleeding stopped, and i healed...very much alive and willing for my heart to move on...and it did...and does.

the heart is more resilient than we give it credit to be.

nice poem.

[Eva]

thanks you i wish that day comes soon

[zainul]

Good write.
Determination to live another day means a lot.
A courageous work.

[Eva]

thank you much appreciated

[zainul]

This is all my pleasure :)