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Empty Inside

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She stares out into the world with empty eyes.
The scars on her wrists will never heal, nor will her heart.
Her past haunts her in ways most people don't want to imagine.
The pain lingers still, long after the blade was dropped.
She'll never really recover, never truly find release.
There will always be a piece of her left behind,
A piece of her trapped, strangled by her own thoughts,
Her overwhelming emotions, or does she feel nothing at all?
She doesn't really remember. She feels empty now.
But did she used to? She doesn't think so.
She remembers pain. Suffering. Loneliness yet being smothered all at once.
Tears prick the corners of her eyes and slowly cascade down her cheeks.
She's not sad now, not really, at least she doesn't have a reason to be.
But did she ever really need a reason? With harsh words spoken
Or sometimes, with words being left unsaid,
What hurts more? A beating or a verbal barrage?
You're not good enough.
You'll never be good enough.
You're useless,
You're stupid.
You're nothing.
You're a dirty whore.
You've accomplished nothing.
You've helped no one.
You will never mean anything to anyone.
.
.
.
But that's behind her now, right?
So why does she still feel so empty?
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JC-Solis01's avatar
A painful past, a sorrowful present, and an uncertain future.
It is hard to carry on with a weak heart and tormented mind. Sometimes we cling to vices, addiction, self mutilation, hysteria,,, anything to keep the pain away. Anything to keep that feeling away.

But there is always hope. And it is that hope, that little light in the darkness, that keeps us alive. 

Great poem. I loved it. :heart: