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This poem was written shortly after the loss of my two closest friends - one in a deadly twist of fate and the other by a cruel betrayal. Unable to confide in the people who loved me, I withdrew into a world of my own making. Writing poems helped me to survive....and heal, a shattered heart. This is the first in a series of three poems aptly entitled Shattered.

Shattered - Purgatory

The rage and grief begin to fade
The constant ache of loneliness retreats
Emotions fade to nothingness as a numbing fog steals over my very soul
The only true feeling is fear
I feel myself stepping out of my body
Watching as my world crumbles through sightless eyes, empty soul
I fear I'll never again feel passion and joy or even the anger or despair
I so desperately cling to
I try to smile but my eyes betray me
I try to cry but the tears won't flow
I bitterly eavesdrop on a world that betrayed me
Their lives go on
While mine is a purgatory from which I may never return

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driven
i went through this same thing, and i feel i relate to this poem very well.
Jennifer
I think that I must go through that feeling about twice a week. Mainly when I get out of work, but its all good. You express yourself very well and me, being Catholic and knowing Purgatory, yeah, I think thats a pretty good way to describe the feelings inhabited there.
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