Open Poetry #15 |
Feelings |
NightShadow Member
since 2001-09-04
Posts 127New Jersey |
Feelings How I feel Is not important to people They do not care What I wear or what I say or the way I pay No one cares about hurting me They walk on, stomp on, little old me Talking about things that aren’t true Is starting to make me all blue Feelings get hurt but look who cares I care, I care not that its important because it still wont ever end Until I end up dead cant get it under control forgetting to do things my mind takes a toll Going crazy is where I be but who cares about little old me? "Let her go crazy", they all say Just let her go, on her way Coming to people asking for help The treat me like I’m kelp (don’t ask..) Gone with the years has my mind gone still going crazy as time goes on Unable to help myself because I start to not care No big loss, the games all fair Keeping these feelings all up inside of me but going crazy is where I should be Things in my life just aren’t going right Looking around you may see me all happy and at peace Looking inside, its not a pretty picture Its one big mess not even cuter Looks like its all crashing down before my eyes My whole world is ending Where the family ties I cant handle all this stress Its turning me into one big mess But going crazy I where I should be So much to do So little time Running out of space in my little mind Thoughts keep coming back ones I wish they’d just disappear I wish I could put them in a sack and through them out the door One less thing for me to worry about makes me want to stand and shout What to do What to be I’m not sure in my life anymore Ending it, going on Its all mixed up inside Running thoughts through my head Cant keep track of where I've been All I want to do is to be happy in this world through and through "Is that too much to ask?" I say Maybe in this time of day Everyone’s happy but me drifting farther and farther I may be I just wish someone would see And give me a little hand to help me to peace This is a hard time in my life but going crazy is where I should be Why does all this have to happen to make others lives dampen Depressing as it may be Its time for people to see That not everyone in this world today Is what everyone thinks he/she may be On the outside no signs you see On the inside they are depressing like me Oh how I wish my life would end Then I would be this miserable person that people don't see in me Miserable as my life may be Crazy is where I ought to be Locked up and throw away the key keep me away from all these things That have made me this way Seems to be in others dismay Not for them to believe makes me want to cry Cry, cry my life away "Stop crying" is all they can say Easier said than done you see This never happened to you as it did me Scarred for life I am nothing can help ease this pain For not many believe me when they hear who and what took something from me that I cant get back Not now, not ever nothing can take back that day Recovering ain’t easy from all that pain Saying NO! and meaning it doing something he'll regret Please someone take away this pain That was caused all from that day but who cares about little old me Going crazy is where I should be Bottling up all this pain makes me want to scream in vain doing things that just isn’t me but going crazy is where I should be That is all I have to say because I cant go and change that day I feel a little bit better that I got that out I think that I’m going to go sit and pout But as I have said Going Crazy is where I am, and going crazy is where I shall be..... [This message has been edited by NightShadow (edited 09-05-2001).] |
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RSEvans Senior Member
since 1999-10-23
Posts 1147Tulsa, OK, USA |
Going crazy you may be but babe you're in good company... loved the read like you love to write. I hope that venting this helps and if not...well give me a call huh? Knowlege tempered by wisdom...Wisdom tamed by youth. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
As I read this I thought of a program I watched last night where a 14 year old boy took his mother's gun and went to school and held a classroom hostage...as an explanation he said that he had no one to go to and no one to listen to him... Apparantly it was it attempt to cry out for help...definately the wrong way to reach out for help or understanding.. I think writing out feelings out as you have is the right way to express our frustrations...we all experience stressful situations and life does go on...and of course nothing is more valuable then a friend that will just listen...take care...James |
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NightShadow Member
since 2001-09-04
Posts 127New Jersey |
That was a very nice reply *Im in tears heh* .. Poetry is a great way to express our feelings..and having friends read them, is also a way of getting help! Thanks for reading! |
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DreamRomancer Junior Member
since 2001-09-18
Posts 46Ohio, United States |
Through that time in your life, I know for sure, there was at least one person who never would say any of those things to you. The honest pain I read brings me to weep. I hope you never reach that point of despair ever again in your life. With my pen I shall create, |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Did you know that KELP is one of the BEST fertilizers to help things grow naturally beautiful? Think about it. |
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