The pain cuts deep and through it all
I sat back and watched myself fall
The positivity I try to manifest
As I try as a man to be the best
I try to fight i try to win
All for nothing I drown in sin
The face I put on as a start
Cannot hide my poisoned heart
My life of running from mistakes
Has caught me now I'm full of hate
Hate for myself hate for my life
Hate for my weaknesses nothings right
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Michael William Reid (
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liked your poem, there was a lot of pain in that piece. But I loved the flow and the rhyming was right.
Thank you. I try to write with emotions and right now all I feel is pain
your welcome and I am so sorry you are in so much pain. If you need to reach out am here. I go on and off through out the day. Peace my friend..
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that last stanza reads so true
and so relatable, why
do we all
assume it's us, that's the problem
when we know, inside
there is a caring human waiting
for someone to notice, all
we need
is to find the right environment
to showcase ourselves at our best
but
we're scared, 'as they say better the devil
you know';
so be it toxic families and friends
or broken marriages or partnerships
we stay and try to fight
and showcase loyalty, knowing
we would all be better of
letting bygones be our pasts
and searching for whatever next
may free
that goodness we harbour, and
that best of us
we yearn, to be..
(such a sad cycle)
a great write! thanks for sharing
Thank you so much for your thoughts, I am so glad you enjoyed it. I was having a rough time and it really helps to get it out
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