I've done faced betrayal.
Done had so many lies told to me.
Had secrets hidden from me.
Mostly from the people I love.
Why am I still here?
Done filled myself with bruises.
Done put a blade through my skin.
Done put myself in a cast,
done tried to make the gun blast.
Why am I still here?
I am worth nothing.
No one cares, Do they.
I'm numb to the pain.
Nothing really hurts anymore.
If my life is like this, then please tell me......
Why am I still here.
~Reklezz
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Betrayal and Hurt Poems
PoesíaYoung boy who feels broken. He is often hurt. His life is somewhat good but when he is alone, he cries out for help in silence. He feels his life is worthless.
