See into my soul,
my deepest, darkest thoughts.
See what no one else sees.
Know my pain,
know my struggles,
and help me get through them
by giving me hope
and making me feel alive.
When I'm sad,
be the one to
make me smile.
When I'm happy,
be the one to
celebrate with me,
and make my day
impossibly better.
Give me chances
to better myself,
even with all the
mistakes I make,
even with all the
times we've hurt each other.
Change my mourning into dancing;
raise me out of this pit of sadness.
Have that special place in my heart
and treat it right.
Save me from
everything and everyone.
Be my savior,
please.
YOU ARE READING
i am hurt
Poetry• "Who hurt you?" they ask. "Are you okay?" • If you decide to read through these poems, you'll come to realize how truly broken and hurt I am. This book has some real depressing stuff in it -- except for those rare occasions where some semi-happy p...
