Friday, May 23, 2008

Stabbed
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by MEL-. This poem is about some heart-wrenching moments of life. This time, i had inspiration.
I always have it when I'm feeling down in the dumps. =/ Don't know why.


To see another death
Another lost loved one
With twig-like arms spread out
baked by the scorching sun
One stained tear left behind.

To see inside the heart of an abandoned child
Left wandering the desolated streets
As the days go by, the relentless setting of the sun
The grey shadows cover the deadened earth
Another cry is heard
Another plea for love.

To witness the torture of a torn soul
Barely breathing and yet you can't do anything
But watch
And listen
To the haunting screams that find their way
Into the night.

To be betrayed by your own kind
Like a sharp splinter just penetrated your flesh
For a second, you thought your heart stopped
But ultimately,
It burns.

To be left with no choice
Stuck in a dilemma
That you would rather not be caught in
When you save somebody and hurt another
When you're labelled a traitor
When no one understands.

To be all by yourself
A complete mess that no one would ever acknowledge
Feeling so invisible
And the only "visible" moments
occur when everyone kicks you hard
And laughs at your miserable plight.

To try to emphathise with others
When a part of you doesn't
When you see people crying out helplessly
Because they seem to have lost everything
Deep inside, you're so relieved
You're not them.

To be consumed by hatred
Blinded by your own desires
Disturbed by the choices you make
But you do them anyway
Because you want to appease the flame within.

When there is so much pain and loss
When nothing but despair and hurt are felt
When the emotions run so deep
And the trauma haunts you
Because you feel as if you are a victim

When you feel like you can't hold on any longer
When the rest of the world seems to have left you
When you feel as if you're already dead
Even thought you're barely alive.

But the cuts will heal
The tears will dry
As long as we understand
that sadness and pain have to come before
joy and beauty.

The joy of finding solace and letting go
..and the beauty of feeling what's REAL.

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