Gone by MR aka Naila Moon...a poem

Gone
by M.R. aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

I have a hurt so entrenched
That my soul cries.

Wounded
Does not begin to describe
My pain.

I had hoped
For a better outcome
But,
Suffering seems to be
My life.

Why cannot I have love
And
Be loved?

Why do thing always seem
One sided?

Why do I have to feel
Rejected again?

Why!

I have been subjected to
Being stabbed in the heart.
Over
And
Over
And
Over.

I feel like
Nothing.
My happiness
Gone.

Untitled Poem about Remorse...

Photo and Poem By:MR...aka Naila Moon
All rights reserved 2013

Looking out onto the river,

her tears flowed freely.

It had been not even a year ago.

 

"How could it be true?" she questioned herself.

"How can I look at them again?"

 

The answers weren't there.

Only sadness and a solemnness with the smooth running water. 

 

Her eyes filling up with tears again,

continued speaking out into the air as if someone was there

to hear her cries.

 

"What have I done?"

"What can I do to remove this pain?" she cried out.

 

No answers came because the truth was...

the cancer had returned.

All she could do was pray.

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*This poem was written in response to a writing challenge to write in 100 words about remorse without using the word. At this time, the poem is untitled because I could not think of a title other than the word, "Remorse".

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