|Untitled Rage... Caged Fury... Painful Hurt. (standard:poetry, 258 words)|
|Author: The St. John Lady||Added: Jan 28 2009||Views/Reads: 1395/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A poem written by me after one of the lowest moments in my life. In Nov 2007 I had reached the lowest ebb of depression and I tried to take my own life... This was written a few weeks after I came out of hospital.|
Copyrighted to Nicky D Sarti 2009. I am hurt. I am angry. I am lost and I am lonely. I want help finding my way. Need help finding my way! Here I sit this nice, kind, caring person. With heart of gold and friendly nature. I give all to everyone, and rarely get anything back. But still I don't mind, still I give all that I have. No ulterior motives, no underlying reasons. Just because... But now the hurt and pain are rife. Now my heart is dying inside. I am filled with a rage and anger I have never felt before. Ready to explode with a violent fury. The likes of which I have never seen or felt before. How did this happen and when did it change? Is this really me and how my life has changed? I feel wounded now and want to cry. I long for the time when my tears no longer fall. I long for the day when I don't wake up wishing I were dead. Oh how I long for that day; and the day when I don't have to fight. My emotions are no longer my own. Were they ever mine in the first place? One moment I can be up; happy and glad. The next I am down; angry and sad. Will I ever be free, will the pain ever stop? How can I fix these feelings inside of me? Will it really take my death for them to see; That all I ever need to be was me? Tweet
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