Poem Details
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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... |