I Dont Know What To Call It Poem by Kathryn Garner

i have become entangled
inside my empathy
which has in turn, strangled
my love, my life, to tragedy
but when i turn to care
i cant stand but give a blank face
for i know its not fair
that you have left me here,
dying in this decietful place
i am consumed by sorrow
and now theres noone beating down the door
and as i look toward tomorrow
i dont see the sunrise anymore
ive become all ive ever feared
and as you set me free
you find im not what i appeared
to either you or me
now i can take a sorrow
and beat it dead
but it always rises for this disgusting tomorrow
and i know this as i lie in bed