"Sometimes the hardest part of the journey is believing you're worth the trip."
— Glenn Beck
A curse
I wish I'd never drawn a breath, For every day feels worse than death.
Their words like daggers, sharp and cold,
A curse I've carried since I was told.
"You should have died the day you came, Nothing but failure, nothing but shame."
I hear their voices, night and day,
And wonder why I'm forced to stay.
No hands to hold, no friends to call,
Just shadows on these empty walls.
Their hate, a fire, burns through my chest,
I close my eyes and long for rest.
For every step I've taken wrong,
I never found where I belong.
No place, no heart, no love to keep-
I only wish to fall asleep.
They wish me gone,
I feel it too,
A world where I am never new.
Perhaps they're right,
I shouldn't be,
And maybe death will set me free.
~ the blackboard
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Buried In Heart
PoetryA poem collection that will make you feel and live the pain. Note:- it's not just a peom collection.. It's a whole story in itself
