A Pile Of Bread Crumbs

A Pile Of Bread Crumbs

I will always feel this pain inside

No matter how happy I may feel

And there's no one to confide

When it comes to him, the innocense he felt he could steal.


Only minutes ago I had energy, I could smile

Yet suddenly like a storm rolling in

Saddness sets in, depression so vile

Attacks my heart again.


And the tears are hard to fight

They're right there on the brink

He did this for spite

I cannot help but think.


Right now I feel like giving up, I know it's not right

But everything is growing so gray

I am becoming weak in this fight

And the pain will never go away.


I may smile and I may laugh today

But when the night comes

I realize it will never stop, it'll never go away

And I am left, a pile of bread crumbs.


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writer20 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

Crescentmoon dear lady, we have all been through these kind of cruel feelings. You have to bite the bullet and cheer up otherwise those miserable feeling will suck you in to far.


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Cresentmoon2007 5 years ago from Caledonia, MI Author

No worries writer20, after writing the poem I felt a whole lot better. That's usually why I write. Most of the times they end up being sad poems but by the end of the writing I feel a whole lot better.


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makusr 5 years ago from India

Cresentmoon2007,

Greetings from MAKUSR. This is the roller coaster of life. It moves all the way, up and down, twirls and swirls, fast and slow. What prevents us from enjoying your ride is the FEAR. If you overcome that you'll enjoy the ride as never before.

Lots of Love,

MAKUSR


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raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

yeah, it's an awful feeling...going into that kind of feeling...no matter how you pretend it's there in the deep recesses of your mind...just lurking...


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Cresentmoon2007 5 years ago from Caledonia, MI Author

makusr, thank you for your advise.

raciniwa, indeed it is an awful feeling and seems to always lurk around.


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suzettenaples 5 years ago from Taos, NM

Heartwrenching poem. The raw emotion in your poetry amazes me. I think your writing is very good. A pile of bread crumbs - what an image. I think it is so good you can write about this subject. You are a strong young lady!


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Cresentmoon2007 5 years ago from Caledonia, MI Author

Thank you suzette for your compliment on being a strong lady as well on the poem.

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