Why me


My thoughts fill my head, ruining every bit of happiness I feel. Intrusive and loud where can I scream? It can’t be helped, why me, is it because I’m strong, weak or somewhere in between. I can’t sleep, thinking of the future, will I die young or will I be taken by nature. I can’t seem to find my breath what can I do to stop my death? In this dark hole I can’t seem to see, so again, why me? Someday this pain will stop and I’m hoping it’s soon, because if I can’t fight it now what am I going to do.

  • Author: ThePoeticGirl (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 8th, 2022 13:24
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 23
  • User favorite of this poem: aDarkerMind.


  • EmotionsOnwhitepaper

    Pain only makes you stronger so never give up, cause nobody else did then why should you?

    • ThePoeticGirl

      Thank you! I needed to hear this

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