Maybe A Spirit Can Be Broken Poem by Mistaken Identity Suicidal Tendancy
Maybe A Spirit Can Be Broken
Maybe a spirit can be broken
Sometimes I wish that I was dead
So many painful memories
Like rabid dogs inside my head
Nightmares when I am sleeping
Sometimes when I'm awake
Suicidal thoughts that won't stop
My life is mine to take
To go where nothing else can hurt me
Six feet deep under the dirt
I'm sick and tired of trying so hard
Not to focus on the hurt
What's the purpose of my suffering
To see just how much I can take
They say that time heals everything
How much time until I break
The world spins on without you
When people talk I just hear words
Words without the thought of feeling
The vindictive side of verbs
When one is in this bottomless pit it is hard to believe you will ever claw your way out... all I know is keep believing, as long as it takes believe in your god given right to see the light and you will look back & be amazed at how strong you have become & that's survival :)
Such pain and emotion in this poem. You are commended by me on your bravery to write such things. You are extremely talented. I can feel the tears well up as I read this. Keep writing.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/28/2024 10:12:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
wow. great job i LOVE the last line...your poems express so much emotion and there's a certain bitter undertone unique to your poems that screams suffering and hardship...keep it up =)