Poem Collection

Inside.

I'm tired of dealing with all of this.

My pain just decides to be jutting

Out at either the worst time or... well, just worst.

And it all began with the cutting.

I use this to apologize for everything.

I apologize for hurting my friends.

Hurting my family, but mainly hurting myself.

I just want it to end.

I'm not the smartest, we can all agree on that.

I mean, I let a girl abuse me any chance she got and I still loved her.

I could say she's the cause of other scars I have,

But everything she did to me, it's all caught in a hazy blur.

Hurting myself is a common thing.

It would be in more ways than you could think.

Like the kid who sexually assaulted me?

It all happened in a blink

Of an eye and I still blame myself for it.

I may not be trustworthy but give me a chance.

Taylor's mom hated me the minute she met me.

I didn't even do anything but love Taylor!

To see her again would be my only plea.

My biggest issue is me being clingy.

I'm sorry I follow around the group so much.

But when everyone you love- and one who probably will- leaves you,

Of course you'd ask for that one last touch.

Maybe I'm stubborn.

Maybe I'm unliked, brash, loud.

I know I'm those things.

But this is the best of me, when I feel proud.

We get it, you hate me.

Don't worry, me too.

But is threatening to kill me really doing anything?

But I never really expected anything new.

Yes, I'm different than you.

I'm gay, so what? Who really cares?

I don't see why you need to attack me over it, Mom and Dad?

Your nonsense by this point is beyond repair.

But it hasn't been all bad.

I've had all of my people standing behind me all the way.

Thank you for the amazing times we shared with each other.

Because at least I know you'll be there even during the fray.