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knows why i feel so alone, so confused , so tired, so trusted , unloved and abused.

Why so many things are passing madly into my mind

why all this horrible feelings inside me combined

 

 

No one even knows me

NO one stops to see

 

Who am I? what am I? why am I here

Why do i have this questions

Why.do i have all this fear.

No one would even know....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hate

 

 

Hate is a serial killer

 

That numbs your feeling like a drug dealer

 

A flesh eating maggot that eaten away the heart

 

Ripping tearing shedding it apart

 

Emotions that are enraged

 

It's keeps you in isolated cage

 

It's caused a lot of wars conflicted and death

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

My love , I want to tell you, that I adore you but

 

I'm not that self destructive materialistic cookie cutter image you want me to be

steal my self worth hate me with your self righteous ridicule use me.

 

You left me in a forever desert of endless despair

And then I told myself I don’t care

 

Your cruel insults going over and over in my mind making me cry

over and over and each time and each day you try

To get me to give up ,lose hope ,become defeated cut my wrist and die

 

The lonely feeling and the negative voices hard to bare

And then I told myself I don't care

 

 

You left me with a inner disturbed feeling

Those inner tormented scars that you have caused is still healing

 

your dark clouds stalking me each and everyday

Isolated tears of agony pouring at night you caused its not okay

 

I hate this emotional illness that you have injected me

And Side effects of unstable emotions I can't control or won't let me So I'm breaking up with you For something true

A new love called faith love hope and charity

 

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Publication Date: 05-03-2015

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Dedication:
A social outcast, that is thrown away Just yesterdays past,nothing for today I am just a shell,ready to be admired lied,broken,abused, I am tired ready to give up, ready to go away Crying to death,for him,to take me away today No one even care, who I am inside Or even why I want to hide All my joy, happiness ripped out of me... All my thoughts of love, marriage kids gone.. No one even cares,if i cry, no one stop to see No one one knows who I really am. or why? Or why I am so depressed and want to die or why i even cry at night or why everyday is a fight No one know why i set here, with a broken heart No one what inside of me, why i feel so riped apart... NO one knows why i feel so alone, so confused , so tired, so trusted , unloved and abused.

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