Looking at myself,
Like many people do.
The scars and old age
Has started to show through.
My bones feel more withered,
And my mind is not the same.
Feeling I have lost years,
Playing a shallow game.
I ache throughout my body,
Inside and out
Can't someone try to help me..
By just reaching out.
Try to understand me,
As I try to understand you
Don't look at me,
As if I am crazy
And call me a stupid fool.
Each of us are different,
And has gone through our own personal pain.
Sometimes all we need
Is to be pulled out of the rain.
My tears are all I have left,
My pain is all I own
Memories and disappointments,
Has made this sad lonely home.
My heart don't feel the same,
My emotions are bottled tight
Not wanting to share with anyone..
Am so tired and out of fight.
My eyes have lost their spark,
I see it all the same.
I never wanted it to end this way,
I lost my internal flame.
Love is just a word I used to believe in,
After all that I have been through
I swear I will never..
Hurt Again.
- Author: Tammy Smith Sarazin (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 11th, 2022 17:09
- Comment from author about the poem: Just about looking at life, all the hurt and disappointments.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 23
- Users favorite of this poem: tallisman
Comments3
Beautifully written Raven, But to never be hurt again would mean never to love again. A wicked waste !
Thanks for reading, but in a way that's how I feel. I don't know if I ever want to love again???
Beautifully written!
Thank you my friend for reading
Wonderful emotive words but life is good, you are still here and have the wonderful ability to write your words. We all have tomes of hurt but we do have within ourselves to pull ourselves further into our lives where all is wonderful.
Andy
Yes my friend I agree, I am at a much better level than I was. I try to keep positivity in my life now even though the negative shit keeps pounding on my door.
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