Poem of pain

this is an inner place of something that I’ve always remembered , the only poem I have always remembered,

But not ever gone over what insipefred me

With that I share as a creative memory & wonder if re writing this I have an insight or understanding

Nobody knows how I feel.

I am alone in my own private hell

I am crushed under a giant wheel

At the bottom of a yawning well

The walls are greased with doubt & fear s

I. Am left- to drown in my well

Of tears