Let Healing Come
A poem about the battle within.
Frozen. Motionless. And I can't move.
Time keeps moving,
But I feel frozen.
It feels as if things are in fact changing,
But why does it seem like everything is getting worse?
Why must my heart keep breaking into a million pieces?
Why do I keep having to put it back together again?
I don't trust anyone in this barren oasis of pain
So I have frozen over.
But pain can't be the only thing here.
Healing has to come at some point, right?
It has to.
I want this suffering to end.
I want the yelling and screaming memories in my mind to stop playing
Over and over again.
I want the sonic resonance and the lights to stop being thrown in my face
I'm sensitive to lights and noises
Give me some grace.
I'm trying.
Trying to heal.
But I feel so broken.
And I just want everyone to be okay.
But it seems like they are not.
But now that I have let it all out,
I don't feel so frozen and motionless anymore.
I feel a little more free.
Letting it all out
Really really helped me.
I know healing is happening within me.
About the Creator
dre.amerwithapen
Life is too short to not spend it doing what you love. And that is why I write. Because I have a continuous burning fire and love for it.

Comments (1)
great poem! i used to feel this way, until i made friends..