by Amber Perez
April 12, 2019
I Don’t Want
I don’t want to feel this void
Within my starved heart.
I don’t want to feel like
I’m falling down a dark well,
To only greet the ocean floor.
I don’t want to feel this sorrow
That swallows me whole.
No, I don’t want to taste
The bitterness of loneliness on my tongue.
And I don’t want to feel
The burning sensation in my soul.
Or the feeling of barbed wire on my throat
When I hold in my loud cries.
My flesh, my bones and my soul are on fire.
And I don’t want to feel this way anymore.
Amber Perez is a sophomore in college who writes fictional, non-fiction stories and poetry. she also writes about current events and is studying to be a journalist.
Submit original writing for publication in WEEKDAY MAGAZINE, click here. Fiction, non-fiction, commentary, news, news analysis, and poetry are welcome. Bronx slant always preferred.