Author's Note: I'm not sure I'd really call this a poem, it's more like my thoughts at the time. Also note, this was written about a month after my parents had announced they were devorcing. You could say I was feeling very much trapped.
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Emotions slam against the wall
Reverberating about me as waves of energy unfold.
But it’s not a wall that fights them off
Not a wall for them to hit
A barrier of emptiness, not cold, not hot, just empty
You’d think such emptiness could not withstand
The assault of others, the emotions, they must go somewhere
And somewhere they do go
Not as emotions, but as energy.
Energy that collects inside me
I can not control it
My own emotions are useless
The will is gone, my energy spent
And although I quake inside from the energy of others
It’s all trapped in that empty spot down deep in my chest
No other mind can see
The heart is strong, but quiet with its voice
It’s a hard thing to hear, and you must be listening
But even so, with so much sitting there
What would they hear anyway?
My emotions are weak, and my mind is empty
The energy threatens to consume me whole
And still the emptiness reigns.
Unspoken, unchallenged.
-December, 2002
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