The burden of pain

When I look into the void, there exists a pain that refuses to go away. It grips my soul in agony, spinning and escalating, leaving me not to be able to breathe. It’s a sorrow that never ends and affects every aspect of my life, disconnecting me from the world.

I carry this sorry wherever I go, putting on a mask of joy and peace, but inside, my emotions are like a tornado, destroying everything we have built in our lives. The weight of pain presses down, crushing my fragile spirit. When will this ever stop?

There are days when I want to give up, for I never seem to find any peace. I smile through the tears, pretending everything is okay. I hide myself deep inside so my facades can be what everyone sees. I am seeking to find a glimmer of hope, but I never seem to find it.

Hope is escaping me like smoke slipping through the air. It leaves me stranded, alone, and drowning in the sorrow. I search for peace in the darkness but only find broken promises. They slip away like birds. The birds have no nestling place.

All I have is the comfort within. A collage of selves that protects me and guards me. From the cruelness of the world, I hide my heart. Buried down way down, barely visible. Buried down that I am the only one who sees this world for what it is. Misery.

Sabrina