How I Feel.. - Poem by emily hinton
Everyday I feel sad,
I feel I am going mad.
I feel the whole world is against me,
Locking me up with a key.
I wont let anyone inside.
I just want to curl up, cry and die.
I wish people would understand me more,
Than for me to harm myself more and more.
I bleed until I nearly die,
I am wondering why why?
I am screaming out for help,
But no one cares asking someone to
Help me and answer my prayers.
I want everything to be ok,
But, everything seems to stay grey and dull.
Please mum help me please, I am begging on my knees.
I want you to be there for me,
And listen to what I have got to say not to disagree.
Cutting my wrists every other night,
Hoping everything will be alright.
The night before I cut my skin,
I have got to bear and grin.
Tears fill my eyes,
To other people my feelings are filled with lies.
Only I know what I am feeling inside,
I just want to hide.
Why does everyone’s life seem perfect and mines a wreck?
Every time I look in the mirror I fill with hate,
Looking at all my weight.
Kids use to throw things and shout names to my face,
Making sure I felt like a disgrace.
Wanting to be alone is that wrong?
I want to work out were I belong.
Can anyone hear my voice?
Or do you ignore it by choice.
I want my mum back again,
So she can help my fight the pain.
I feel as my life is at an end,
And then I wont need to pretend.
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