I'm lying here torn,
My emotions are so strong,
I'm in too deep,
To explain what's wrong.
I feel so sad,
So lost in this place,
My mind is blank,
My reality I can't face.
I can't find the light,
Just can't find my way,
I'm jaded, yes jaded,
With nothing to say.
I know I'm broken,
But it won't sink in,
I'm so far from happy,
Of comfortable in my skin.
I hate my life,
Hate the way I feel,
I need to wake up,
To find something that's real.
Need to touch something,
Because soon I'll fall,
I can't keep living,
Within these four walls.
And I really here?
I need to be told,
I can barely breathe,
I feel so cold.
It just feels so surreal,
Surreal to me,
And I need to feel something,
Before I set myself free
6 comments:
all alone still cold
wish i was never born
same thoughts eat my mind
those feelings shed no light
my mind is numb
no longer see
the way my life's supposed to be
another day
to spend unfree
to live this life's hypocrisy
the path now lost
been overgrown for years
instead there's just a jagged view
that view creates those fears
that barricade you build within
much stronger than your own self belief
will leave you lost alone confused
will make the world seem more abstruse
and you are here and so am i
tho may not seem so struggling through life
venture...breathe...outside those walls
you may just find a little warmth
difficult to do i know
the walls are now all that i know
we need to seek instead of hide
try to make our life's worth staying alive!
don't let those walls crush your mind like they have done to me selena!!
Sending you all my love from Scotland!!
*hugs 'n' kisses*
Andy
ps. sorry 'bout my crap poetry lol...i'd never written a poem in my life before i found your blog selena :-)
try to stay strong baby!! xxx
ur poetry is not crap i really like it
me being strong? i think this will never happen
nice I like it.
thnx gardenia
At first I listed the pros and cons
Pros always won
At second I called my friends
My pain hurt them more than I could bare
At third I kept quiet within desperately searching for something without
It was not
At fourth I prayed and read the Bible and prayed and read the Bible and prayed and read the Bible over and over and over again. I cried and went to sleep. When I woke up, the day was beautiful and my family happy.
Okay I'll try this again
and I did. And it works and takes less time each time. The pain is still excrutiating but I know someday it will be a beautiful day and my family happy again.
More people than we expect feel the way we do. Your words are outstanding, your talent is screaming... you only need to find your place. Andy too.
One breath at a time, one breath at a time. I've begun to think I'm too old to feel this way, and yet I think I've done my time.
So odd to be moved so deeply and feel so bad about the way others feel, when I know it all too well.
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