Sometimes all I want to do is write, to let my pain hit paper.
Sometimes all I want to do is cry, and let my tears flood over.
There’s so much hurt and fear inside, jut once I wish I could live, as I have tried.
No more pain, no more fear and no more lonely words.
My eyes fill with tears, as I put on this face.
I know it’s sad, and bad, but I can’t stand the pace.
I lie, I cheat, even though I know it’s wrong.
I really can’t cope , I’m just not that strong.
All I get is confusion, surrounded by noise, suffering illusion’s
Sometimes I feel I’ll never be found, destined to stay in this deep dark cloud.
I ask, “Why am I here?”
No one loves me, no one needs me, so who on Earth would miss me.
Takes time to heal all wounds they say.
This pain I know won’t go away.
My heart cries out, my soul aches.
And I shout “WHY ME?”
I feel disgusting, I feel a freak.
My minds a mess. My body so weak.
I wish so much it would go away.
I wish that I could heal one day.
Dawn Chapman May 2001
It is a lovely poem and I find that when I am full of emotion I do some of my best poetry well as good as mine gets LOL I have a few posted in my blog too nothing this great but things I have wrote was a long time ago you wrote this the darkest days are behind us and hopefully nothing but sun filled ones from here on in great work Hun xxxxx
I totally agree, the dark days are behind us, yet, from those days came a creative sadness which needed to be expressed. I’ll read some of your poems too 🙂 thanks again… x