Troubled Heart

By Tara Nicole Walker

03.03.03

A troubled heart

Is one anything but easy to bear

Cold and dying fingers reach out

But nobody is there

It is the ultimate alone

When there is no one to care

When you are alienated from your own life

And those who once loved you stare

You think it could be your fault

As your hands tear at your hair

But you haven't done anything

And it just isn't fair

You stand confused

Your pain with no one to share

Each tear calling out

"is there anyone out there?"

"Please, does anyone hear my prayer?"