im not over it
losing you, i dont think ill ever pull through
i have been hurt before, punched in the face, been told im worthless
but no one has ever left me this sore.
you make me happy, now my moods always so crappy.
its been so hard to fake being happy.
honestly, tears keep on flowing.
this sadness just keeps on growing
im done. i wont be hurt again.
im not letting anyone else in
these doors are finally closing
my hearts on fire, but its okay because its burning these emotions
i tried everything, even smoking
and now im drowning,in my mistakes
i dont think i have what it takes
to be alive
to be happy
to let someone in and love me
so thanks alot mia
because as you say what don't kill you makes you stronger
and sadly im still living
so thanks for making me stronger
u say pain will make you live longer
to me pains trauma
killing me, slowly
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Author:
nehemiah adams (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: the poem speaks for itself i hope you enjoy
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Comments2
I like the content but it’s just statements. Poetry needs to be alive w comparison , draw the reader’s mind to a recognizable image and draw them to it. Like the “tears” lines
Fighting back tears but they broke free slowly then my cheek felt a stampede as my eyes surrendered to my sadness ,
In other words create an image of crying , font Judy say you cried. Yiu should know ski that by now. You’re talking in love with your ideas and forgetting to improve concepts. Sentences are biting. The whole thing needs a to rewritten.
The upsets in life do make us stronger, though at the time that can be difficult to accept. Keep writing and reading a lot of poetry. That is the best way to learn. I didn’t write my first poem until I was forty. Have s great day.
you to thank you very much
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