Sara's Studio

Mentally Sustained

Am I bound and laden?

No mercy upon my pain,

Shadows in the quiet darkness,

Allow me to rest again.

Where is my spirit guide?

Abandoned by gentle hands,

Walking in quiet contemplation,

A loneness that will never end.

Seeking a voice of solace,

Embracing myself aware,

Shaking the dust of doubt,

Living with ancient fear.

Bruises that are late in healing,

Covered by life and gain,

Give up on really enjoying,

Better to mentally sustain.

I am torn, broken and crazy,

Screaming at ghosts in the night.

Buried alive by those who hurt me.

Too young and innocent to fight.

Am I still bound and heavy laden?

Invisible ropes around my heart.

Who can cut these barbed wire memories,

For trust and healing to start?