This strange feeling insideIt's so hard to explainTurmoil and tormentMaking my head spinDespite my compassion and honestyTrying hard to make others feel good about themselvesI often retreat to my lonely pathetic world I live inWith a sense of shame and tears swelling from my eyesViolently wanting to throw upTo escape this sense of lonelinessSeeking comfort and friendship from othersYet bringing pain and hurt upon those I...
The story you are about to read contains mature content that some may find offensive.By choosing to read this piece, you agree that you are 18 or older and do not object to this content. I wonder often, what do you all think of meTo suffer in pain, many would agreeI have fought back tears, crying for endless daysLooking out into the wonder, as I sit and gazeAll those words you said to me, I am unable to forgetAll them li...
Standing on the edge... The brink of nothingness.... Alone... Empty... Hopeless... Unloved... Broken... Shattered... Piece by piece... Floating away... One anguished memory after another... Broken and jagged... Ragged and sharp... Shard after shard ripping through... Heart... Soul... Mind... Body... Consciousness... My life flies by... No reality to grasp... Shattered pieces... Here and there... Forever broken... Repairs...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.A pathetic little flowerIn a terracotta pot,My leaves are limp and mouldyAnd the weather's not too hot,For the sun has gone and veers awayFrom where I sit alone;There's no warmth for me, a dying shade,Where winter winds fierce moan.I thought the sun a kindly friend,A kiss upon my brow;A fount of growth and blessing deep,But he h...
