Thoughts

Pain

It is very little
What they know about me
For they don't understand
At all how I feel

The pain in my chest
The yowl of my soul
The enourmos tears
That my heart cannot control

Very little they know
How it feels to be like this
Feeling like a dying rose
Whose petals have already gone

Could I control this, I would take it away from me
Though they believe it is something I want to live

How many hours have you spent
Crying in a room
Feeling like a mess
Wishing you could stop the pain
During every second that it takes

I wish you could understand
I wish you didn't judge
You don't know the pain I feel
Nor the consequences of you judging me

I thought you would support me
But you put me in a rush
I feel I don't have options
I feel I don't have time

You think I can do this
And I agree with you
But very little you know
About the pain I feel
And the sadness making me ill

I feel rotten inside
I want to cry
I feel lonely and sad
Sometimes I want to die