Does anybody really care
Just How I truly feel
Cut up so deeply, I feel the world has just stood stll
Why has no one asked?
Does no one even care?
The coldness from you all, is very hard to bare
You all take a step back, it's a little hard to take
It's on my mind daily, the moment I awake
You look at me so different. Who would ever know?
A relationship once had, that could only ever grow
Nothing I can do
Can repair what once was
Nothing I can do
Just never! Just because!
Any pain caused, remember there are two sides
How great it would be
To Battle through the Tides
But nothing I can do
To release what may be wrong
Does anyone care, How I am coming along?
Care... Care... Care... Is all that I have shown
Yet now I feel... That I am all alone
So Nothing I can do
To change, Just how I feel
The Hurt and the sadness, they are there,
They are REAL
Copyright Reserved May 2014
LYN PAUL
We all need to feel that we are cared about, and when we don't then we feel abandoned. But people do care, and often it is from unexpected sources. A touching write Lyn.
To care and to be cared in turn is the prime longing of all! But unfortunately the world around us is too busy to care for anyone! This lament comes ringing from every human heart! ! A poignant write, Lyn!
I can feel your pain through your poem Lyn. Time is the great healer and keeping busy helps and also your friends on PH.
Very much heart felt, it reveals the beautiful heart you have in you thinking for others and always feel to help other. So nice of you Lyn, love you. Thanks for your caring heart.
... sometimes love is not enough for the person... I like the note you have written.. ~ two sides.. two hearts only one hurting~ That makes it even worse.... wonderful write...
This is a very powerful poem and it reveals the ignorance of a lot of people. The absence of empathy and kindness.
The real hurt and real sadness in your poem have the flavour of Keats' Endymion: To Sorrow I bade good morrow, And thought to leave her far away behind; But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly; She is so constant to me, and so kind: I would deceive her And so leave her, But ah! she is so constant and so kind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Care... Care... Care... Is all that I have shown Yet now I feel... That I am all alone Ring so true! great write, Lyn.