Me Poem by Leroy Numa
Me
They say 'To be or not to be' but is this really me with these scars on my arm coming from what I call self-harm
I am sitting in my room on my own and stare.
Why does it feel like my parents do not care?
'You are not smart enough you are not good enough'
Are those the reasons why I do not get Love?
Feeling like a black Sheep that the Shepherd does not want to keep
How many times did I pray to God hoping that I was not forgot
An Answer has never come and now my believe has nearly gone.
My Heart is numb with this Pain and I am wondering how much more I may be able to take before I slit my vain.
My cuts are now my only friend and may as well just be my End.
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And to everyone who has experienced this... Stay strong don't let your cuts get the better of you
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5/4/2024 3:50:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
power poem. i can relate sometimes your cuts may feel like your only friend, but sometimes they can be your worse enemy too. with time, what ever pain you may be dealing with at the time does get easier. it's like what you said. just don't let your cuts get the better of you.