Undone

My fire in my mind and brain

Burns and rages out of control.

Certain urges and desires I have,

Used to be THE secret I kept

inside of me with no one else

knowing the true me, the truth

about what I feel deep within.

People can judge as they do,

while abandoning me usually

because I embody too much

pain and heartache I can’t help.

This illness makes me weep,

I cry and I bawl my eyes out,

I shed a few tears here and there.

I’m stuck in my own spider web,

I can’t break loose and get free.

The dejection and rejection I get

Causes me to constantly cry out

For comfort, in pain, for prayer

But things are still left. . . undone

As I sit here and cry my eyes out.

–by Maria Mocha © 2008

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