I Am But a Vessel
A little poem I wrote one night when I couldn't sleep

I am but a vessel, broken, and crying
Long gone are the days when I was thriving
In my eyes, in my heart, I have lost hope
All my yes’s gone, I’m only left with nope
You see, I wasn’t always like this
I used to be strong, until I was his
Now I just cry, and I’m filled with doubt
All the negativity, that has to come out
For the longest time, it built up in me
Left me drowning in shadows, until I could no longer see
So here I am, this empty shell
Feeling like I’ve been through hell
After years of ridicule and being put down
Each day grows harder, harder not to frown
I wish I could breathe and pull myself through
On a new path, one stronger, more true
One day I may make it, I might have a new life
But for now I’m just me, I’m no one’s wife
I’ll try, then I’ll try some more
No matter how bad I feel, I’m still glad I walked out that door
You see I am still that vessel, broken, and crying
But inside right now, I feel like I’m dying
I’ll give it one last shot, my last shred of hope
Before I become another statistic, when I can no longer cope
About the Creator
Fay-Marie Digby
✨ Neurospicy British author, many pen names (why pick one?), book-obsessed, unapologetically adding u’s (and heat) for flavour 😉📚🔞🥵🇬🇧
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