Laying in the dark as I struggle to breath.
For some reason feeling to grieve.
Why did you make me like this.
Why oh why cruel creator.
I pray and pray yet no answer.
I just want it to end.
I want the pain to end.
I want to feel happy.
I want it so bad.
Why does nothing in this world bring me joy.
Why have you brought me to life.
This cruel trick.
You created a being who cannot be,
You laugh in your perch,
Watching me struggle,
You watch through this amusing drama of my life.
Laughing as I cry.
Laughing as I beg.
Making me feel these unforgivable feelings.
Making me feel forever broken.
I wish you could feel as I do cruel creator.
Feeling unloved,
Unwanted,
The feeling of wanting to not exist.
Day in and day out.
Cruel voices of you in my head.
Why must I break for your amusement.
Why have you put me in this show.
Why cruel creator why,
Please! just tell me why.
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The Beauty of Written Word
ŞiirThis is a book full of poetry that I have written, they will be random not followed by a theme. You must express yourself and free yourself from negativity I do this by writting poems.
