Why Me - Poem by Sandra Soumahoro
If only, somewhere there could be a love, a love that would make my heart 'whole' again. But then reality steps in and once again 'pain and despire' tears the heart down, leaving it to drown in it's own blood.
If only one's love could last forever, but who knows how long forever is. For me it is just a glimps. Just enough time for the heart to bleed, to ache with pain. Pain which leaves the heart with deep, severe scars. Scars so deep that even the purest of Love could never even begin to heal. I feel so alone, so lost, so scared. Is there someone out there who could help me, I guess not. I don't know why I even ask. All I ever get if broken promises, or I'll hear is 'It's Better off this Way', 'It's a Long Story'. Why can't i ever get the truth, I guess it doesn't matter. The pain, I want to cry but can't, the tears are all gone. The hurt continues to grow. Then he comes, like a breathe of fresh air. All is great, all is wonderful, 'is it'. And then it happens, my life's torn apart, more lies, more empty promises. It's back in my life again. Pain, why, why can't I be in control. Why do I have to be sliced into pieces all the time, just when I think I may be happy. 'WHY ME'.
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