Time passes by,
As I lay on the floor,
Continuing to cry and cry.
I wish I knew who I was,
And why I collapse so easily,
And turn to dust.
Why I wasn't accepted,
I dont know.
But once I realized this,
The tears began to flow.
I lose hope so quickly,
Sometimes I lay on the floor,
Wishing I could die.
I have no self confidence at all,
I doubt myself too much,
I think Im too shy.
Its like my shelter is gone.
I want to dissapear,
I just want to run.
Away from all this.
This world.
This pain.
All of it.
I want it to go away.
But it just seems to take longer,
To fade.
I feel cold inside and out.
More of it grows within me.
The numbness.
All the doubt.
Help me understand.
Why am I so unstable?
Why do I fall,
When I want to stand?
No matter how much I try,
Its not enough.
Its like they're saying Im weak.
Im not tough.
I need to change.
Thats always the deal.
I know they care.
But my hope is what they steal.
Im a cold still stone.
What I was before,
Has been torn.
Now I have to take the time.
To find the pieces,
And figure out this life.
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Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I have written over the years. Some of them were inspired by music, life events, sudden thoughts, etc. Overall, any other story I write will not tell you about me as much as my poems will. They are my life story, my bio...
