Poem -
A tortured Soul
Memos from a tortured soul.
My mind is dark and mood is low.
A sinking ship unable to stay afloat.
Oh please someone save me from this black endless hole.
You look once... maybe even twice but do not see.
Look again i urge you it might save me.
The pain and sadness behind my eyes.
Some of us are really struggling inside
For fear of laughter and fear of disregard.
I choose to hide my hand of cards.
So i will for now keep this fake forced smile.
Ill try keep going....for a little while.
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Comments
Hi DAISY!!..... the melancholy here is truly compelling...... from a place of deep sadness that reaches the reader through well crafted phrasing and a strong sense of true poetic rhythm and timing...... I pray that this is a fiction and not something that you're personally experiencing now.......ALL STARS!!... well done dear poet sister.... and........ WELCOME to COSMO!!...... LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ❤✴??
Hello to you kind Sir,
I must first thankyou for being the first person to ever read a piece i have written.
I am pleased to report that this is not something i am experiencing now; i am through the grace of god in a really good place in my life.
I did however write this as a person that has battled with mental illness and sadly... i have experienced many people whom i have come to care a great deal for that have and are still in very dark places. Personal loss especially through suicide is life changing. Imagine a stone thrown into a body of water as the event and the ripples are the continuation of people that are effected.
I feel especially with so much in the media lately regarding mental health awareness people should educate themselves and realise there are not always signs. I am grateful for your kind words.
Many thanks.
Daisy.