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?"