Poem: Void

Bridges burnt, I can never
Turn back; don’t really want to cross
Sometimes I look back, a tear falls
Sadness comes, if just for a short time
Then the reality of what happened comes

Memories I will carry
Some good, some bad
My younger year’s flashes
The hurt returns
The void is ever present

To have to close off a part
Of one’s world is sometimes
Difficult but necessary to
Make it easier to deal with
Being hurt by ones you trusted

Things you want to say but
You know they will only be
Heard by deaf ears
Actions never seen by
Blind eyes

A void in my life in
Which I created out of
Necessity to dull the senses
Something I did not want
It’s not as easy as it seems

To have a piece of ones
World ripped apart and
Turned to a lifeless and uncaring
Drama is too much for a child
Too much for anyone

Feels like removing a cancerous
Tumor that’s connected to the heart
All emotions ripped and hate
Remains and emptiness follows
Having a void in ones life


A void that will never be filled
I will never return
Will not grant forgiveness
Try to fill it with my own
Keep the void as a reminder

Of what once was and
No longer is
A cold void, like the coldness
I feel for them
That part has died, with the memories