Inside of Me (First Poem Ever).

Inside myself, Many miles away, My heart is cold, Blackened, Dripping ice. It’s wings are clipped. I am crippled, I cannot dream, With no wings to soar, Completely shut off, All of me stained, My expression vacant, Inside I grimace in pain. I’ve given up hope, And everything that I have, All for something that was out of my grasp. Screaming for anything, Without a trace of sound, A feeling of death… By darkness I am bound. Gaping wounds gush, The last petal falls, In the midst of the end, A whisper calls. You are my whisper, You are my call, It is because of you, I look up, And cease my fall… Michelle