The pain is overwhelming, no <br />more I can bear, no peices of <br />my heart left to break, so <br />now my blood you must take. <br /> <br />With every word you speak, you <br />break me down and make me weak, <br />I've no strength left to carry on, <br />it's all in your hands, now I walk <br />alone. <br /> <br />No shoulder here to cry upon, <br />just these cold black streets, <br />no place to call my own. Trying <br />to get these memories to go away, <br />but in my tattered heart they stay. <br /> <br />Free from your harsh words, I should fly, <br />but all I can do is pray to God that I die. <br />He sees my pain this I do know, so <br />why through this hurt does he let me go? <br /> <br />A million tears I have cried, as the <br />prayers fell gently from my tired eyes. <br />Still this hurt goes on each day, <br />no one to turn to, as I make my way. <br /> <br />No one to care, just the emptyness <br />inside my heart as it lies bare. <br />No hope in sight, no happiness for me, <br />just words to sting these painful memories. <br /> <br />Alone I must go, to where I do not <br />know. No heart beat to sing happy <br />songs to, no more harmony does my <br />heart have inside, truly my soul has now <br />died.<br /><br />Ruth warren<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-soul-has-died/
