Palms on my face
I feel like waste
I can’t taste
Can I be erased?
My world is crashing
Darkness won’t stop slashing
The pain is smashing
Nothing ever stops lashing
Tired of crying
Frustrated of sighing
Given up trying
Why can’t I be dying?
Stumbling down the slope
Without holding any rope
I can’t see hope
How am I suppose to cope?
I sit here. Staring blankly at nothing.
So many thoughts running through my mind.
It hurts, it burns.
Hatred flares through me like raging fire.
It doesn’t stop, it never will stop.
I hate all this, I hate myself.
I feel sick. I feel tired.
I reach my palms out and beg for help.
I wished there was someone who could understand.
I was wrong, so so wrong.
I went to someone whom I trusted.
I tried to tell him my pain, I prayed that he would understand.
But he just threw more daggers against my heart.
Not only didn’t he understand but he saw me mad.
He kept telling me how ungrateful I was.
That there were many people […]
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