Y does all this pain keep flooding into my life when I try to forget it all
When I try to deal with it, it becomes too much.
Most people I try to talk to think I’m insane
Y did he do that to me
It keep replaying in my head over and over again
I don’t know who else to trust
It leading me down a path of sin
I don’t know why it leads me to cutting
He hurt me for many years and no one saw the pain I was in
He will never know exactly why I hate him
He affected all my relationships
I am scared to even commit to the person I love
How can I forget what he did?
How can I move on in my life?
I need to learn to deal without a bottle in my hand
I need to learn that guys aren’t all like that man
I’m scared that he’ll keep haunting me
It so bad that I still feel the knife to my throat when ever I smell pine air freshener
It takes me back to feeling helpless even though there were four guys there
I just don’t know what to do except to start drinking again
But in reality it don’t help the pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem