Why won't you treat me dignity?
Talk to me the same way you want me to.
I'm always willing to lend a helping hand,
Yet it seems everytime I ask, you can't be bothered.
You've hurt me in ways I can never forget,
Even though the bruises have faded away.
Your repeated critisisms replaying,
Etching it into my mind so I can't forget.
Life isn't what I expected,
Will it be a constant battle?
Am I just a pawn in God's game?
Or is there trully a purpose to life?
Riding a fluctuating rollercoaster,
With more downs than ups.
Locked away in self-denial,
Blocking the truths deep inside.
It's trully a beautiful and complex thing,
How one can burry themselves in denial.
Convincing themselves of their own lies,
Until they no longer recognize who they are.
There's nowhere far enough to hide,
It will catch up fast, knocking me down.
Begining the whole cycle all over again,
Perfecting the art of flashing that deceitful smile.
Author notes
Another poem that I wrote...its about depression, drug abuse, addiction, dealing with abuse and it is a personal poem as all mine are.
Please tell me what you think
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Wow!
well this was certainly a very well penned and storngly worded poem and yet you really let it out! my friend you really opened up a very good discussion debate w/e you wanna call it because what you wrote is so true but if one were to start a discussion it would be what is the purpose of life from a stan point of view and what is it we are doing here. any ways besides that you really wrote a cool poem here and I really admire yuo for posting this. keep up the good work
Signed, Paul 
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