Thursday, February 02, 2006

A Life Erased

A life erased
by whispered lies.

A history that vanished
while the future dies,
A destiny not chosen
scarred by dreams despised.

Turning away from hurt
but finding anger in its place,
Fleeing from bitterness
but seeing only vast, empty space.

Is there no way of escape,
no way out of this dark night?
A path of grief and shame,
no glimpse of hope in sight.

If no one sees you,
do you really exist?
If no one hears you,
do you have a voice?

If no one cares,
does it really matter?
If no one knows,
is it even true?

A life erased,
by whispered lies.


Lily said...

Wow. That's all. Just WOW.

Angela said...

Thank you! I don't know how you do it, but you're able to speak the words that are in my heart but have no voice. I'm sorry for your pain, but I'm glad to know that we're not alone.

grace said...

Hi lily. :)

The words are the same because we've walked the same path. I'm sorry for your pain too.

Pam Hogeweide said...

beautiful, poignant poetry, grace. thanks for sharing it with us.

Pam Hogeweide said...

can i use it in a writing workshop as a sample?

grace said...

Sure Pam. I don't claim to be a poet though, just a melancholy typist occasionally.

Joy said...


Thank you for sharing this with me. In my 'poem', I felt able to reveal my heart in a non-revealing way. The play with words offers protection, but allows purging.

I look forward to continuing to walk with you as we 'recover'!