My heart is black.
Stained with hatred
and malevolence. I bleed
black to get rid of the
pain that gathers in my
body.
My life has turned
into a living hell.
I will destroy those
who slaughtered me.
They tore away my love,
took away my hope and faith,
until nothing but hate and
fury were left.
I hide my
feelings deep within myself.
You see me.
Day in and day out.
I act like one of you.
But can you not see my pain?
Can you not help me?
Their words hurt like
sticks and stones.
But instead of breaking my
bones, they annihilate me.
Who I am, who I was,
and what I will become.
Each word pierces me like
a stake to the heart.
I cover up my wounds
with laughs and smiles,
but when I'm alone, I cry.
I'm scared, I'm lonely.
I just want to feel loved.
But not even a compliment
or a smile coming my way
will save me- not that many
get to me. My heart has been
obviated, and nothing can
repair it. It can never be healed
or brought back to the
way it once was. But
maybe I can grow a new one.
One that isn't stained black
with prejudice and sacrifice.
Maybe, just maybe.
But it does not do to
dwell on dreams.
So help, and make it a
reality.
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30 day challenge
PoetryI created my own 30 day challenge. I'm writing a poem or something like that everyday for the next 30 days. After looking at my writing, I hope this inspires you to try your own 30 day challenge! Have fun!!