Tired Of Living Poem by Chevelle Behar
Tired Of Living
wakin up every morning to the sound of her yelling wanting it to end.
the insults the hurt. the sting of pain as her hand comes in contact with my face.
the regret i feel for doing nothin about it
the sorrow as im told that om not wanted..
that im not loved..
that she wishes that i never came to be...
the feelings that rush through me telling me to fight back....
but i cant i cant fight back not today..
so i let the depressed fellings swarm my thoughts..
making me wish i had never lived..making me want to end it
but i cant end it
i dont know how
ive tried many times but couldnt work up the courage...
why i dont know...no one cares for me
and i care for no one
no one but one person....who doesnt realize tha they r wat keeps me here
keeps me here in this hell that i call home..
every day i pray to the darkness...
but still the morning comes and my prayers unanswered..
but still everyday i hope that something will set me off..
that i will have the courage to end it
to finally put a stop to the pain im put htrough...
but until that day i sit here...
with my music playing...
my thoughts realing....
and my feelings going haywire....waiting for that day
wondering if im the only one...waiting to be saved.
If only your mind worked like mine.............. For me, I don't care what people say or do to me. Their just humans. Humans are not dangerous, although many times they seem to be. People are, in a way, an obstacle to our ultimate goals. Life may hurt, but then again, life is merely what we want it to be. If someone in your situation was evil, sadistic; they may even like the abuse. If some one was prone to hurtfulness from ridicule, they would feel very victimized. Just think of the opposing forces (people) as obstacles to where you want to go. Who you want to be. No violence is necessary, just changing your outlook on life. Oh, and did I mention what a great poem? I give it a ten.
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4/18/2024 1:03:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I feel that way sometimes. I dont like the feeling of being hurt or emotionally played with. And once those feelings start its too overwhelming and you want to take a short cut. But life is much more. There's new faces, places to discover, People to love and will return the genuine love back. Please dont give up. Its 300 billion and more beautiful people in the world, Dont let it get you down for 1 person. OH YEA! ! LOVE THE POEM: -)