I am just a woman.
A lost, desperate soul
avidly searching
seeking. Hoping for something unfeasible
called Peace.
Prayers and cries
Tears lies
Strife. Where is the unattainable Placidity
I Pray and cry, stress and fast for.
I am just a child
I am lost in a chaotic vacuous place
called Life.
The pain in my chest
Profound and poignant
Erupting like a livid volcano
I know nothing
Nothing at all
My future is enigmatic.
The past hectic
The present is Hell
Confusion suffuses my
educated mind
Educated? I am smart
College never schooled me on
Life.
Black. Broke. Broken.
feeling defeated
A mother-less child.
A father-less girl.
They both are alive
but where are they amidst
My calamity
I am alone.
Basking in a horrid solitude
Help?
Someone reprieve this state of pain.
I am just Virginia
Lost. Broke,
Broken.Confused.
Blinded by hopelessness.

“Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.” ~Langston Hughes
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Wednesday, December 7, 2011
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