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Pain

by InspiredByMusic


How can I be so blind to these lies all around me
When everywhere I look there's something that seems to randomly remind me
Of everything that I've been through in my past
Sometimes I just wish that people could go through what I went through
I wish they could all just feel my pain
Be as broken as I am inside
And maybe then they'll understand me
I wish that people would just leave me alone
To live my broken life and just be me
But there's always someone who's trying to change me
Always someone who says to get over it
To just leave it in the past and move on with my life
But how can you forget abuse?
How can you forget being used?
Or forget being touched
In places and ways that a girl should never be touched
Unless it's by someone that they really love
Being broken isn't something anyone should be
Being hurt isn't something that anyone should have to go through
Nobody should have to live this way
My emotions are all flooding in at once
Breaking down my barriers
Getting the very best of me
I pretend that I'm okay and I pretend I'm happy
I pretend that nothing's wrong and never talk about what happened
But when I'm by myself I sit down and cry
I hold my head in my hands and bury my knees in my chest
Cradle myself in a corner
And cry until it hurts
Until I can barely breathe
Until there are no tears left for me to cry
I don't want to always pretend to be somebody that I'm not
I don't want to have to hold my head up high
I stay strong for my friends and family
But I don't know how to be strong for me
It's hard to just forget the pain
The things that I've been through
I keep running from my past
But I can't ever seem to get away
I look for things that make me smile
I look for things to keep my mind occupied
So I don't start thinking about my life
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born
I wish I could run away to some unknown place
Where nobody knows my name
And nobody could ever find me
Sometimes I wish that I could die
So that I could end all of my pain
But I know it's not the answer
So I hold on a little bit longer
I try to be just a little bit stronger
I only cry when I'm alone
So no one ever see's me when I'm broken
So no one see's the tears falling from my eyes
Only one person has ever looked
Deep enough to really see me
Looked deep into my eyes
Looked right into my soul
I keep the pain bottled up inside
I hide the anger the hate the sorrow
But I'm ready to just explode
I don't know how long I can live like this
I don't know how much longer I can hide
I'll try my hardest to forget
But how can you possibly forget pain?


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Sun Mar 25, 2007 9:21 pm
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er... No, I didn't read it. But with good reason, I'll explain.

1. I don't like long poetry. But there is an explanation behind this. I don't like long poetry that is all in one block. If this were in verses, splitting it up, it wouldn't be so bad to read.

2. you have an almost complete lack of punctuation. Poetry & Punctuation

3. I have now read almost all of it. I figured I'd give it a look through, benefit of the doubt. This poem is FULL of emotions, the only problem, it is more of a journal entry than a poem. That makes it boring for anyone to read. I wrote an article just for these sort of poems: Emotional Poetry. Hopefully this will give you a better idea of how to express your emotions through poetry, AND make it look poetic at the same time, or at the least make it look like more than a journal entry.

I hope these things I pointed out helped. Emotional poetry isn't a bad thing to write, but not everyone can turn it into actually poetry. Heck, I can't even. But there are some things that everyone can do to make their poetry that much better.

Best of luck!





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