Hurled Thoughts

Emotional

An explanation for your judgement.
A poem of hurt and sentiment.
I want you to remember the day you swore,
Together with the day I was broke, we can't restore.

I cry because I have to, or I'll go insane.
Running around in circles, memories won't remain.
I asked you to grab me for I'm falling,
Into a damnable abyss and still drowning.

You held me up and left me hanging,
From a tree and slowly dying.
Thought you're different from the past,
Yet you were worst leaving me lifeless and outcast.

With my feeble knuckles I've knocked at your heart,
A rash thing to do to escape the wrath
I'm feeling inside, vigorously I've knocked,
But you've shut your ears and heart, until I was blocked.

You wanted a nuncio for talking.
I needed a light but hell knows you kept leaving.
Again and again, like a knife in my chest,
In and out it goes, night and day, no rest.

Is it lavish if I'm yearning for someone?
Someone, to talk to and hold on.
Someone that can change my mind,
From suicide and leave it behind.

Is it selfish to have a laugh for once?
To sing with someone or learn to dance.
Was it so wrong to be emotional?
If you've been strong for so long pain felt eternal.

Don't tell me you're human if you're not emotional.
Don't be unreasonable, stop acting like you're immortal.
You know nothing but you've judged me.
It's killing my soul and you can't see.

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I wrote this about a year ago. I was filled with anger back then. I was alone. I did wish I was numb to just escape. I actually gave it to my fake friends and guess what? They say they don't understand a thing. Bravo.
Any way, if you feel like breaking down, talk to the one who never left your side. Just look above the skies. He's there. Always.
~Wendy