I Write Poetry
The pain inside is slowly eating away,
all the happiness from inside of me,
it is suffocating all the good,
and bringing all the bad.
I try so hard not to cry,
as I hear the mean words fly,
why do they scream,
when all i can do is let the tears stream,
do they hate to see me cry,
or do they see me as weak,
for letting my feelings be seen.
I try to smile so they aren't mad,
but it seems that I can never win,
for as when I smile they just slap it away,
into the forsaken land that is my mind,
I can't remember what it feels like,
to truly smile anymore.
Is that Good? Or is that Bad?
The pain inside is slowly eating away,
all the happiness from inside of me,
it is suffocating all the good,
and bringing all the bad.
I see a light that is shining bright,
all I have to do is take a hold and follow,
but I am scared,
I have never been in the light,
What if the sight is terrifying?
How could I cope,
if they decided that I didnt deserve to see the light,
that I belonged in the darkness,
surrounded by all the pain and sorrow,
I feel a hand slowly pull my hand,
closer and closer to the light.
A voice is telling me that everything will be fine,
and all I need to do is have faith,
that my friends will love and protect me.
They are the ones that I live for,
not my family, not myself,
Them,
without them I wouldnt be here today,
I would have ended my existence before this day,
if I didnt have my friends.
