My Own Private Hell

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closet boxes 2002

I can't let you see who I really am

but I can't keep up with the lies

can't let you go and just live with the pain

and my feelings I can't keep disguised.



Afraid I might have to say sorry

let go of my own inner pride

but just as I find I have courage

I run for a corner and hide.



Would it hurt you too badly if I said goodbye

if I finally found the right words

would you go out of your way to cause me great pain

would it be what I greatly deserved.



I'm in a black pit, my own private hell

not knowing at all what to do

to afraid that I will screw everything up

of the things that I may put you through.

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Joshua Derek's picture

"afraid I might have to say I'm sorry" & the entire 3rd stanza were perfect. So what happened between the last poem I critiqued and this one? They were so easily forgettable. I like to call those the "UGH" poems.. I was just wondering, did you lose inspiration? It happens sometimes, a lot in fact. But you got it back, that's what matters. Good job on this one.

running_with_rabbits's picture

some parts need work but its still good hun

and if this is about tellin hartley off
i would
i love him but hey he's being a prick to ya

ash


Much Love

Ashley