Poem of My Pain (Condensed)
I stand like a rock,
Against the pain,
So they have wrought,
My family sees me now,
As only a prop,
I get treated like crap everyday,
With none by my side.
I am here in the dark,
alone with none willing to,
Comfort my heart,
I try my to gain respect,
But I am still alone,
People all over have hope,
But me nope.
I stand by myself,
Dealing with pain so deep,
It would make any normal,
person want to weep,
My emotional pain hurts so much,
I could rip out my guts,
And not feel as much as others,
Would from a paper cut.
While everyone whines,
to pass the time,
I sit next to you,
A tortured soul all have abused.
I go on while others die,
people ask why,
I know this that one day,
My love will be returned in full.
I will try my best,
To wait for that progress.
While people kill themselves,
Over a crush I try not to go,
Nuts to all I am but a thing,
There to comfort them with their needs,
none can see me,
I wear a mask just to hide and stop,
The crying. I hide my pain waiting for the one,
To come rescue me. I listen to you complain,
Then I tell you of my pain not only to help,
You but to see if you care about me,
I always set near to comfort those, that I hope,
Will not let my heart stay broke.
so far none have come to my side,
To help me in most dire of times,
I cry in front of all,
To see who cares about my fall.
I shouldn't have to beg for hugs,
I shouldn't need to plead for love,
I cry in front of all to nudge,
Those who care into the open,
None care after all,
To pry and hope is what I seek,
When I sit around and weep.
I try to hold out against hope,
But no one seems to come to,
My side now my world is,
crumbling all around,
I will weather this storm alone if I must.
smash me down all you want but,
Know this when I get up you'll be sorry,
I have stood my ground so far alone,
My hide has become diamond,
Every once in a while it may break,
But it grows back harder then before.
I stand here like I always have to keep others safe,
The pain you cause is mine to bare not theirs,
I will be merciful to you wretched beings,
Who for 19 years tortured me. I was not a fool nor,
Will I be all of my life people hand me my,
rage to use on them at any point,
I don't because I would be,
As bad as you are but I will come up with ways to pay,
You back for the pain that has come to fall,
On my shoulders here I make my stand and refuse to budge,
My beliefs are strong enough to,
Crush even gods and death.
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