I close my eyes and try to think of a time when I was happy.
But nothing seems to work.
As my tears run down my face, I try not to think of the pain.
I can’t help it but all the bad memories flow back into my mind as soon as I close my eyes.
Maybe one more time will make all my problems go away.
Another mark, another scar.
As I lay there and cry,
I slowly fall asleep and wonder why does this always happen to me?
It is sometimes hard to see past the dark That shadows our lives in pain. Excellent poem that expresses the hoplessness and sorrow of a personal tragedy.
This is exactly how I feel right now. Thank you for completely writing my truths =] -Tyease
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hi shawna superb poetry u captured the aura of pain and suffering so well...almost heart felt and heart wrenching....very nice cheers