I am without reason.

I have no more rhymes.

I am in pain, all of the time.

What is my purpose,

Alone in the dark?

My heart, a dreary

Melancholy lark…

No more songs

It only cries

Trapped in the shadows

Missing the skies.

But there is no point

In setting it free…

It’s too broken to fly

Too defeated to breathe…

© J.G.


3 thoughts on “Pain

  1. One thing I know for certain is that you are not alone in the dark…many things lurk there including me. I loved this. I remember when I was going through a series of unfortunate events and depression in my life and this poem summed up how I was feeling then. Good read.

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