•No one understands.
It hurts, the pain, it's hurts so bad, and I can't make it stop.
They say they understand, that they know what I've been through, because they are older, but they don't know.
They don't feel what I feel, or think what I think.
The feeling of pain in my mind, that I can't stop. The headache from crying myself to sleep.
The thoughts that drown me. They think they know what I feel, but they really don't.
The weight on my shoulder that I might do something wrong, and I want to be perfect.
I really do.
•No one understands
The feeling that's in the pit of my stomach, it screams at me to do something. Any thing to stop the pain, but I don't know how to.
I'm scared. I can't tell anyone anything, for the fear that they might, try to fix me into their image.
I'm sorry, to all the people that have been their for me, I'm sorry. It wasn't your fault know that.
I'm sorry, but,
•No one understands.
YOU ARE READING
My words of despair
Poetry•Something I've got to get off my chest. Dedicated to anyone who feels the same. All mine unless told otherwise. Question: Does it ever stop hurting? Answer: •NOT FOR THE FAINT OF THE HEART! I don't want anyone doing anything because of this. This i...
