broken abyss

Deep beneath the broken abyss of my soul where the voices drag the dying embers of my long forgotten heart,

the heart that is filled with masked emotions.

from all the lies,

the lies that are being thrown at me like knives and pens.

I tried to get people to hear my plight.

the plight of my one man army,

but it seemed as if no one cared

because no one was listening

or no one cared enough to do anything about it.

I feel like i am fighting,

fighting an endless battle with myself,and with others.

and i feel like i am drowning,

drowning from the strength of the storming ocean waves,

the waves that keep coming at me,

from all directions.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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