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awake.

by Jessica Polanco

sleepless nights.
endless deceptions.
thousands of questions,
never any answers.
only death could humble me now.
my heart pouds rhythmically, only to remind me..
i'm alive
it hurts, to breathe.
when everything brings only pain.
a lifetime of disregard and all i get is a knife,
strategicly stabbed into my back, over and over again.
i live only to be tortured by my shadows,
they are frightening, they whisper the truth.
the truth that i so eagerly avoid.
i scream to the heavens, but not even god is with me on this night.
for, granting me death would be easy.
i will be eternally alone,
unforgivingly awake,
forever.

03/31/2010

Author's Note: i hate everyone today. i needed to vent. it's not set out correctly. this is my verbal scream!

Posted on 03/30/2010
Copyright © 2025 Jessica Polanco

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/26/13 at 11:09 AM

I'll take such venting as this any day of the week. It is as good as venting gets. Vent on, poet. Vent on.

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