My thoughts

In a room full of people
all alone inside
my chest full of pain
my tears held tight in my eyes
i keep wandering why i feel broken
i keep wandering why i don't like the term "love"
when I'm in the rain its like it's my feelings and tears
that are held in my empty shell
I keep hearing someone telling me to keep holding on. when my grip is becoming loose
my tears becoming a river and my mind clutching for freedom
wandering whats become of me
wandering what I've done to deserve this
"try to hold on"
my anger held in my soul
my light hidden from this world
my grip slipping
my tears shedding
finally my tears have been shed
now there my pain and anger
when will i be free?
I've lost my grip
and i have fallen back in the begging
where I'm trapt inside
what did i do to deserve this dark life?