I have been left in the darkness,
No one can see.
See the pain devouring me.
Then I hope that one day,
One day soon,
I will be strong enough to pull through.
You look at me,
But all you see,
All you see is what I can't be.
There is more,
More to me than you see,
I am dieing inside.
My soul darkens,
My heart weeps.
I have no hope.
I have been disowned.
Misled.
Hurt and broken.
No one has discovered me,
No one looks at me.
I am alone in this world,
Becasue these people choose not to see,
See the real me.
2007-01-09 17:59:54 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous in Family & Relationships ➔ Singles & Dating
I know by experience that they choose not to see you. You get looked over everyday & treated like you're not even there. You don't even exist in this world. There's got to be somebody that you can reach out to. As hard as it is to do sometimes you have to be the one to reach out to others. I'm having problems dealing with that right now in my life. I'm manic depressive. I have most of the feelings you describe on a daily basis so it's part of my everyday life. There's been times that I've felt like I'm just tired & I want it to all end 'cause I'm just a waste of space in this world as though there's no purpose for me here. It's tough & it's hard & I'm hoping by spilling my guts out to you that you will see that there's other people out there just like you. You're not alone & you should reach out to someone that will listen to you & read your writings even if they don't understand why~
2007-01-09 18:33:02 · answer #1 · answered by Jaysangl 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I like this poem pretty good hes one of mine short but its real!
Razor
Your unaware of the of people like me.
The pain seeps out thru our cuts.
A pain killer for the heart.
Dont be mistaken im far from nuts.
Those red lines appear and seep.
I love the color of the red.
Nothing can make me feel this good.
You know what I mean it don’t need to be said.
A razor never looks better than when I hurt.
I cry and I slice and pain starts to fade.
Happiness comes in the form of blood.
My skin itched and I obeyed
2007-01-10 02:08:34 · answer #2 · answered by fine_ass_fatty21 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
You have to discover who you are first, don't wait on others to make you feel you are something. You are not alone in this world just make sure you know who you truly are and that's all that matters.
2007-01-10 02:09:31 · answer #3 · answered by beautiful_necey 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Nifty
2007-01-10 02:03:11 · answer #4 · answered by Chris 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Did you write it ?
Well, as many people, I presume, I can relate to the poem , and
just like it .
2007-01-10 02:12:12 · answer #5 · answered by rgarlik 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Prozac or Zoloft can help with that. Neat poem though!
2007-01-10 02:05:24 · answer #6 · answered by Jennifer M 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
good stuff. you just made me a bunch of money on hallmark. i've already copyrighted this.
2007-01-10 02:05:10 · answer #7 · answered by holyitsacar 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
o.k.
2007-01-10 02:04:10 · answer #8 · answered by LSD 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋