I cry and cry and cry some more
As I watch my tears fall and hit the floor
I marvel at this pain inside
I wonder how I lost my pride
All the hope inside me died
No one their to catch my tears
To make it right and calm my fears
Not even after all these years
Alone, alone
Again, again
No one is home again, again
and no one can hear me scream again
This pain I feel is the worst of its kind
The kind that could never be healed in time
I have no bruises
My skin unscathed
No blood is pouring from my veins
But still I feel
This pain, this pain
I woulden't trade it
Or send it away because
Feeling pain
Is better than
Not Feeling
Author notes
This was first written when I was going through a depresed period of my life. During this time I rely diden't have many friends and I felt I couldn't lean on my family so in short I felt rely alone. I hope everyone likes it! It was one of the first poems I've ever written. Enjoy!
A contest entry
- Pain In Poetry by Jadis Blade.
450 points, ended April 11, 2008, 57 entries
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Comments
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Very nicely written, and I can relate. That feeling is crushing beyond all I've ever known. Though I'm not sure if I completely agree with the last few lines. I haven't emrbaced it as well as you have it seems. Excellent work.
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wow! it's amazing, I really like it. nicely written
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