Title: Wishing...
Author: Heather P.

I tremble softly,
My heart quaking down,
Further and past my stomach,
I wish the words could come,
End this pain that I feel,
So sharply.

It makes me cold,
And makes my eyes tear,
With sadness.

I'm so tired of feeling this emotion,
That rips me down from happiness,
And takes my soul from me,
To lay it at my feet.