I look up at the ceiling each night in my bed,
Staring and thinking about everything,
Wondering if i do something will it change anything,
I'm so confused bout everything,
In my life at the moment,
When will this feeling change?
Will i go through life being confused and scared everyday?
It seems as if i wasn't meant to be here,
This isn't my time,
It would make it so much easier if i wasn't around,
Other people's lives would be better,
I feel i just make things worse,
Get me out of this place i call home,
I cant take it no more,
I have been heartbroken,
My soul has died over and over,
I have been betrayed,
I have been used,
I have been abused,
But after all this,
I come out stronger,
It teaches me not to trust,
Not to love so easily,
Not to let anyone in,
So no-one can touch this injured heart of mine,
All i ask for is for this pain to ease,
For everything to become clearer,
I don't want to be here,
For when human kind damages itself,
Everything i want and need is never there,
So why should i wait,
Its time i move on in this world,
I hear it calling to me,
So I'm going to follow that voice i hear,
And follow my dreams,
To find out everything there is to in this world,
I hope we meet again,
In the future,
When the time is more appropriate,
For our situations.
Hey this poem i just randomly wrote as it was the spur of the moment so if it don't make sense to you sorry its just i understand it, i just written whatever came out of my head, thanks xx
I understand your poem very well.
I like it, we people don't choose our own values anymore. One big mistake that seem impossible to fix. But seeing you care means some people do places their values on the right places.
Keep it up, depressions makes us learn to compete with our feelings.
Heyy u know wat? although we may not be able to control our life, we can control our choices and it's our steps today, that lay out our direction tomorrow....
one thing that can express anything is words.