They judge me with stern eyes never once noticing my soft cries, I stood and listened to them say it's my fault, i stood watching my family look down on me, so i hid behind a mask, closed my eyes to reflect on my past.
After minutes of reflecting i let go of all i was feeling, the love, the care, the regret, the pain and my sorrow. Then turned around waiting to do it all again tomorrow.
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- Comment from author about the poem: All my life i was the failer in my family. I went through pain and heartache each day. Every time i cry i play over everything in my head letting it go piece by piece because i know the next day there would be more pain and to be able to jandle more i needed to empty my heart off the one it already holds.
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WELCOME FRIEND ~ Thanks for sharing your first poem ! It is full of PATHOS but this is an understanding site and many of us can empathise from our own experiences in our teen years. In my experience it gets better as you matue and find your own level in a very complex World. Every Blessing ~ BRIAN (UK) Please check my poems ~ Thanks B.
Thanks for reading my poem, im glad you took the time to offer your words i appreciate it. It means a lot and i look forward to reading your work!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It is not a failure who cannot fill a bottomless hole, but it is certainly a winner who can climb out. Good poem
Thank you for understanding i thought i would be seen as week. Thanks for taking time to read my work:-)
The daily struggle is known to many just know your not alone
Thankzz for your understanding and for taking time to read my poem it is greatly appreciated.
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A good emotive write. Your words will help you in your struggle, putting your thoughts and emotions onto paper can dain them form your mind and eventually your good though will be those remaining. Stay strong.
I will try to (stay strong). And thank you for the encouragement and for reading my work.
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