Tina Menser Poet Free verse

A Warning and a Promise

Every day is a Battle...
What is it?
HATE...

Hatred of being ALIVE...

I awake,
DEAD...

I am LOST...

I hate this body,
I hate EVERYTHING...

Nothing matters,
I'm a failure...
Each and every day
I fade further away...

You think I'm happy,
because I smile?
I'll laugh and joke with you all,
but there is no JOY...

When I'm alone,
it's all different...
I try to fight it...
It grows,
it's the hunger...

My appetite is DEATH...

Something inside me tells me to..
I want to,
I want to DIE...

I joke about it,
But I'm serious...

Because when the feeling comes,
it is abominable...

I can not predict the END...

But I know it's near,
it has gotten worse...
Today I feel it,
tomorrow I may do it...
It may be tonight....

I just can't tell you,
but I wish them feelings
Subside...

I wish the pain to go away,
But wishes are wishes
and wishes don't come true for me...

Because I wish the world a better place,
I wish for peace,
I wish for happiness
and I wish there was never no pain...

I hate what I see,
I hate what I feel...

It's a nightmare and it has swallowed me...

Maybe, Maybe Today,
and the past will be forgotten...

For I've been forgotten,
I am Lost...
DEAD, and in Pain...

Tomorrow I say GOODBYE...
                           
                                       Maybe not...

written in CCJ on 07-30-2000

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Carol Sunshine Brown November 19, 2009 at 10:38 AM Thank you for starting my new day out with some excellent reading Tina. May this week find you in good health and your pen be overflowing with inspiration. Love, Carol