An Unkind Life

by Rachele   Aug 2, 2005


I'm keeping a lot inside of me.
I'm afraid they'll take me away.

They don't know that I'm still cutting.
I'm lying to them everyday.

This is something I'm not proud of.
Believe me when I say.

I wish that I could give this up.
Each and every passing day.

I just wish that I could find a way.

Maybe if I tell them, they'll decide to keep me here.
I really wish I could rely on you my dear.

My heart won't stop breaking,
And I can't seem to stop faking.

No one can tell what I'm going through.
I don't know what to do.

The mirror won't stop starring back.
Beauty is something that I lack.

My mind won't seem to stop thinking,
and I can't stop blinking.

My tears are trying to fall,
But I won't break that wall.

You'll never be able to tell when I'm down,
Cause I'll never let you see me frown.

I wish that I could get away.
Maybe someday, I just may.

I'll try to fall asleep tonight.
Who knows? Maybe I just might.

Don't come to me tonight,
Cause all we'll do is fight.

I wish that I could win this.
Maybe I will beat this.

This kind of life seems so unkind.
I'm sorry to say, this life is mine.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Michelle

    Not to hurt your feelings.... but; overall, I think I've liked this poem the best. Although, I'm on this one so far, and going to read the rest. I really enjoy every poem you've wrote. You sure do have lots of talent. And, I'm proud of you in many ways. Even though, you're a cutter, I think you're doing your best to cope. Even though, I cut myself as well. I understand it can be he**.... Please try not to cut yourself very much. I don't like to see people hurt, even myself, but sometimes, I feel like I need to cut. I am trying to stop, since, it can be very attaching in many ways. I will be here to listen. I am not trying to judge you, I'm not meaning to judge you, I just want to try to help... And, I think if we work together a team, we can find better options than cutting... Or, is that too much to ask? It sounds like you want to stop. Although, you're scared who may not understand or will judge you. Again, I'm not meaning to judge you in anyway, just wanna be hear to listen and help. No, I'm not going to call an ambulance or the police. I had this happen to me, when I was cutting, and it was very embarrassing. I will tell you more about that later... Anyway, you may email me anytime or Instant Message me.

    GREEEEEEAAAT poem!!!
    keep up the great work.

    Lots of love, hugs, always,

    Michelle

  • 18 years ago

    by Spitfire

    I love that poem it awesome !!!!

    it so true for alot of poeple (including me!!)

  • 18 years ago

    by M MEM

    I really like this, especcially the ending. each two lines are just another problem making life eben more unbearable. very well written 5/5

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