THE RIPPLE EFFECT OF LOSING MY SOUL

I am alone

Feeling like this makes me think of a bone

My heart is turned into a stone

My feelings are so numb

That I feel like a thumb

With no sense of emotion

I am unable to feel

That I am turned into steel

My skin has become an artificial material

And my soul has turned into iron

I’ve got no sense of compassion

I am not the same person anymore

Things have changed

That I don’t want to give anyone a chance

Because I’m scared of losing myself

In this world I feel so alone

With this object in my hand

I don’t have the energy to stand

Surrounded by cuts

I never thought my scars would come out in the light

But no one could stand the sight

I have become so disgusting

Everyone who made the mess left me with nothing

But broken pieces

The doctors tried to give me stitches

But I wanted my wounds to be open

So I could feel the pain

I wanted it to feel like a permenant stain

I deserve it

Like an winning streak

Mines had to come to an end…

And in the end I lost you

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5 thoughts on “THE RIPPLE EFFECT OF LOSING MY SOUL

  1. This is a great poem! I wanted to also say thank you for the follow on I Write Her. Really appreciate your interest in my writing! Enjoy my future thoughts. I look forward to reading yours as well. 🙂

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  2. This is beautiful. Very expressive and touching. Perhaps because I know a little bit of how that feels. I hope your writing helps you as it helped me.
    Also, thank you for the follow on Dr Black’s blog. I look forward to reading more from you.

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