Pain

My inner darkness
The glass of the soul
Falling catches no sunlight
Dropping onto black marble

Shattering without sound
Without a sparkle,
Or thrown light.
Never let this be me.

I scream inwardly
No one hears my agony
I touched the darkness
With my whole being

It is a product of a hurt
I have been given to hold
Held so that I cannot breathe
Reflected within myself.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I am fine, I just write sometimes, Yours Ian.T

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: How does this theme appeal to you?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Leicestershire, Ex Moonraker, GBR

Favorite Poets: All those I meet or read about in my books

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Comments

Hi Ian

I have no critique, just appreciation.
Every time I read this I find myself at some new aspect of pain, and it's disquieting, how succinctly you capture it.

Great to see you visiting, and your comments are much appreciated.
I jot things on notebook and leave them for a while I sorted this
yesterday, Have so much work to do but never seem to get around to it.
At the moment am looking out some of the ones I don't usually write, Thanks again, Yours Ian.T

The relief

is that I know you don't have such grief but you
captured it as if real.
It touches !!

Rula

Thank you and good that you notice that it isn't me that hurts.
There are many that do hurt so, and it is to say I know.
Thank you for your write I hope that in understanding that it isn't you either.
Take care out there and enjoy life,
Yours as always, Ian.T