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 All Rights Reserved © 2022 Read more poems: The pain of loneliness