A TROUBLED SOUL

A wound that never closes
A broken heart that never mends
Though I’ve tried my very best
Seems this pain of grief won’t end. 

The sense of loss I feel for you
Is with me everyday
It clings to me, it won’t let go
 It can’t be pushed away.

It’s taken all the joy from me
Robbed me of true happiness
Can’t shake the memories we shared
This feeling of total emptiness.

The weight so hard to carry
Beyond my comprehension 
Seeps into every joint and pore
An insidious affliction.

A pill to ease the sadness
They say it just takes time
I close my eyes, I fall asleep
I long for peace of mind.

No escape, like I’m in free fall 
Can’t stop the way I feel
No capsule or elixir
No parachute or shield. 

Within my troubled soul
Unimaginable, so intense
The pain lingers, often festers
With no remedy or defense.

An obsession, just a feeling
An imbalance to correct
Self healing is a journey
Paved with loss and yes, regret.

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories and songs.

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