Life Poem by Rejected Suicide

do you ever feel your life is a joke?
everyting you say, she only stares.
her glares make you want to choke
her not trying to listen is almost to much to bare.
on my back she piles her expectations
starts at the bitter cold morings.
i beg for more goddamn explanations
my pathetic mind is soaring!
but all i recieve is her beedy stoned eyes
as she continues, my love for her slowly dies
just like storing it on an old dusty shelf
my life s already hard without her wanting more
sisters, brother, friends, grades, bills, jobs...
i work for my food cuz i'm f_ing poor!
Hell, if i could afford em, i'd do drugs.
i feel my life is spinning outa control
suicides not the only answer in my case
i am torn and dying at the soul
my survival is a loosing race.
nobody understands my inside pain
the way i deal is not working
by cutting i have nothing to gain
every turn i feel she's lurking
This is my cry, this is my plee!
don't rub my off. Please dont space
somebody just Help Me!
i'm loosing my own race!

(12-13-06)