Missing Life

She sits on her lonely bed
with a cigarette in her hand
She feels the acid in her belly
and sweat across her forehead
Missing the pictures on the wall
and the happy days gone by
Thoughts run through her head
and sorrow fills her heart
Missing the painted dreams
she is lost in her world
Bearing the old burdens
and scars that won't heal
Taken by the mist of her pain
she longs for better days
Consumed by regret and guilt
she waits for contentment
Missing the pieces of her life
Tormented by this loneliness
she breathes only to survive
A child longing for redemption
but only receiving targeted pain
Her body is broken by worry
she is left to fight on her own
Savages have stolen her joy
she trys to stay alive a bit longer
Missing the bright mornings
filled with peace and love
and she remembers hope
like it was an afterthought
All the misery vacuumed away
Among the bright lights, she drifts
and in a peaceful surrender she wonders
what was she missing in that life?

 

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Kate G

Mon 26th Aug 2019 10:17

A beautiful translation of those moments of pain and reflection.

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Neressa Anthony

Mon 26th Aug 2019 09:16

Thanks all?

Lol - I fixed "surrender"! Thanks for the spell check!?

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Raj Ferds

Sun 25th Aug 2019 13:23

Beautifully painted Neressa.
I like the dichotomy of regret and hope, pain and the anticipation of liberation.

"...and in a peaceful serender she wonders
what was she missing in that life?"

I assume you meant 'surrender'. Nic way to finish.

Raj

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AVISHEK GHOSH

Sun 25th Aug 2019 12:59

emotional writing

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Jason Bayliss

Sun 25th Aug 2019 11:28

"She remembers hope like it was an afterthought,"
Beautiful, stark line.
I hope she finds it, and never comes to terms with its loss.

J. x

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