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Cursed?
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May 2007 Not sure of where I am heading
But I know that it is not good
Trying to fix what is broken
But maybe it is causing more damage than it is worth
I am content with feeling down
Because it is all I know
I am tired of hiding my pain
So with my scars I will finally let it show
Give up on fixing me, I no longer care to try
It has taken me so long to get to the point where I don't give in and cry
My emotions are running wildly and it is getting harder to fight
I no longer believe in tomorrow because I am not sure I can make it through tonight
I am hanging on by a single thread
One wrong move, I would end up dead
That is not as bad as it sounds
At least not when the lonliness surrounds
Slowly losing my lifes grip
Tired of this long, hard trip
It never gets better, it only gets worse
I can't help but wonder if I am cursed
This poem really speaks to me. Having written from such places myself I feel that your piece really comes from your heart and soul. I also relate to it because it is about where I am at now...(unfortunately). Poetry is different things to different people, but you've really touched me with this one.
Good Job!
Cheers; Philip.