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Emotions; What a Powerful Thing?

This poem gives readers an insight into the emotions the author feels.

By Labella LugosiPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Empty, confused, lost.

Numb, sad, angry.

Hopeless, worthless, horrid.

Pain, dread and hate.

Are all the things I feel, they eat me up inside, as if they are maggots eating the carcass of an animal.

The loneliness I feel aches, as if I have been stabbed in the heart and my chest.

The emptiness burns inside of me like an eternal flame, I want to meet the old me, again.

Happiness? What is that? And when will I finally reach it? As the sadness that suffocated my body, I cannot take no longer.

This is like an everlasting nightmare, a nightmare I can’t seem to wake up from.. to awake from this would be one of my wildest dreams.

I am drained, exhausted, tired; but no matter how much I sleep it constantly eats away at me.. I’m not tired to the point of sleep, I’m tired as if death is the only thing I would like to meet.

I wish I could save the little girl that lives inside my head, the little girl that is me but she shall soon be dead, which is ultimate dread as I wish it was not true but I cannot help feeling so blue.

The sun, the sky, the warmth, the blooming flowers, the cold snow.. none of this makes me want to grow, it makes me want to run and hide while my eyes widen and I see the world for how it truly is.

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About the Creator

Labella Lugosi

Welcome to my poetry page; I write poetry with several different themes: from death, to life, to beauty, to hatred, love and pain.

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