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The wail of silence
Sorrow consumes my heart and soul till the is only silence.
The pain of life has left nothing but an empty shell of who I used to be . Voices of my past scream in my head as I sink lower and lower into despair . Reaching wanting craving the touch of another only to be left in solitude . My tears fall without a sound for these are the wails of silence .
No one to touch , no one to hold , no love to be lost by my death for I am unworthy of kindness, love, a gentle touch , a passionate kiss for I am nothing . Nothing but a waste of space, flesh, and air .
I am a mistake , never wanted, always reminded. I am not worthy so why bother , stop hoping , stop wishing . For even my birth was a mistake why would my life be any different . So I sit in sorrow as my tears fall silent to all but me , for I always hear the demons of my past always keeping me company and reminding me , never good enough , you are a mistake , never worthy of love , I am a mistake , always wanting longing and hoping but never in reach love dangled before me but I am and always will be a mistake .
Sweet pain is my only true friend for it never leaves me , it is always there calling me back to my solitude , reminding me that I am still alive , but what is life for a mistake , it is dark and the only sound is my tears as I sit alone listening to the wails of silence .
The pain of life has left nothing but an empty shell of who I used to be . Voices of my past scream in my head as I sink lower and lower into despair . Reaching wanting craving the touch of another only to be left in solitude . My tears fall without a sound for these are the wails of silence .
No one to touch , no one to hold , no love to be lost by my death for I am unworthy of kindness, love, a gentle touch , a passionate kiss for I am nothing . Nothing but a waste of space, flesh, and air .
I am a mistake , never wanted, always reminded. I am not worthy so why bother , stop hoping , stop wishing . For even my birth was a mistake why would my life be any different . So I sit in sorrow as my tears fall silent to all but me , for I always hear the demons of my past always keeping me company and reminding me , never good enough , you are a mistake , never worthy of love , I am a mistake , always wanting longing and hoping but never in reach love dangled before me but I am and always will be a mistake .
Sweet pain is my only true friend for it never leaves me , it is always there calling me back to my solitude , reminding me that I am still alive , but what is life for a mistake , it is dark and the only sound is my tears as I sit alone listening to the wails of silence .
Published 16th Sep 2014
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