<< Back          Home >>

Poem Details  

Title: It is too much
Author: Glenn Robins
Date Submitted: 11/29/2012

 
Poem: Here I lay with tears rolling down my face.
My only wish is that those tears are blood to show how much damage there is inside. No one cares. I wish that one person could relate to the way I''m feeling.

I want these to be my last words. So that when I die, maybe someone can relate to how I felt

- try living everyday with a fake smile on your face
- just so you feel in place

- with all the hurt, scars and broken hearts
- feels like everything has fallen apart.

- when there are times when all I want to do is lie in the dark.
- I urge the use of the blade, the way it feels when it breaks skin, seeing the blood drip down. Feeling the relief of everything that has been held up inside.

I know there are people with worse lives then mine but this has gotten too much for me to handle.

- is it too much to ask for someone to care?

- is it too much to ask to just be happy?

- I wish all this pain would just go away

It is too much

I hate my life

Goodbye...