As if I wasn't made to feel (Poem).

Poem about feeling empty, broken, and alone inside.

Happiness never lingers here,

Sheer joy and peace a chasm,

As if I wasn't made to feel,

The rapture of loving arms consoling me,

Or the pitiful pleas of this world,

Being so empty and broken without me.

As if I wasn't made to feel,

The bounties of endless love,

Soothing this bleeding heart within me,

As if I wasn't made to feel,

Loved by those I've truly loved,

With every fiber of my being.

As if I wasn't made to feel,

Truth in the eyes of someone,

Who's longing to come home to me,

It's never a haven,

If emptiness and sorrow dwells there,

These broken pieces of mine,

Are all I'm left to feel.

Annette Kinglock-Murray

The Drama-Free Club