I'm sick of feeling so alone
so worthless and unwanted
The depressions taking over
I Just cant Fight it any longer.
Tears run down my cheeks
But they don't relieve the pain
Pain born from hated.
Hatred of myself, my life, My everything
The burning in my chest tells me I'm alive
but alive isn't what i want to be.
The pain keeps me centered,
its the only thing that's real
Death is realistic, and it seems so pleasant
Such a Horrible fate, Yet it brings a smile to my face.
I wipe the tears from my eyes and pick up the knife
No cuts on my wrists will heal my broken soul
I need love!
Love from my family, who left me absent and alone
Love from my "Friends", who don't exist at all.
Love from anyone!
In any shape or form!
Tell me you love me, prove it, Set me Free!
I lift the knife to to my heart, push it down hard.
It pierces my Skin, and a bead of relief appears.
I think of my Father
Daddy's little girl
He hurt me the most, Broke me down
I push a little harder, let out a breath
All my frustrations leave, and all that's left ...
My lifeless smiling body
The shell that hid my pain
No one Really knew
what went on inside my head.
No one ever asked
and i never Told.
just some more proof,
No love for Me,
No care at all.
**
This isn't my best poem, per say,
But it has Alot of emotion, and when i wrote
it it really helped me to relax, and calm down.
