Beat-deep within
wishing I was never born
The pressure to be more-cuts deep
emotions behind the words-cut deeper
Scars on the inside
they never heal
Placed out of view
on this so called shelf of life-not living
Put to sleep forever
used again-maybe never
Kept in silence
these pleading eyes are mine
Dark in image
but not blind
Broken
left behind
Never to see
light of day
Pushed back
the last in line
Tell me
why shouldn't I be angry
Why shouldn't I feel this way
left behind....
I have seen enough
to watch how this life has declined
Flatline
heart has no response
Fade away
time to slowly die
killed in my prime
Why do you do this to me
pushed and pulled-left lonely
Do you expect
blunt envy to pour through me
like an over-exposed reflection
Death is what you offer
putting it all on me
Broken
left behind
Never to see
light of day
Pushed back
the last in line
Tell me
why shouldn't I be angry
why shouldn't I feel this way
left behind...
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