Below The Ground

poem by: Amia Jorge
Written on Apr 27, 2016

My spirit is broken 
My heart beats with no sound  
The floor that I'm standing on is below the ground  

The sun is dead 
The destruction is over  
Yet it will last forever 
The need for freedom was never fed 

My heart goes thump 
Yet it makes no sound, no impact, no life 
No one hears your cries 
As it swallows you alive

Tags: sad, depressing, imagery,

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Amia Jorge commented:

Thank you for any feedback!

Christopher Russon commented:

Really a lovely poem I like it very much I must read more of your work.

Amia Jorge commented:

Thank you so much!

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