And Through It All

I sit alone surrounded by the dark
As all of these thoughts rush right through my brain
All that's heard are my screams, yells, and my barks
And once the clouds turn gray it starts to rain
Fighting and screaming just looking to cry
As they sit there laughing at my expense
And all I see is hatrid in their eyes
Their reactions ar merely just suspense
Anxiety had now controlled my life
The pain and fears would strike at any time
As if only being stabbed with a knife
All this worry should really be a crime
This all could have been seen as a plea
But through it all I've found the real me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Brown Avatar
April 14, 2011 at 7:23 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Kayla. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. I wish you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol
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April 14, 2011 at 6:20 AM
An enjoyable read Kayla. Sometimes it takes something painful or difficult for us to find the real us! It's then allowing it to make us stronger and better rather than bitter, not easy! Best wishes to you. Em :)
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April 13, 2011 at 2:39 PM
When I saw the title it sounded like a love song in the making but after reading it goes much deeper. So thanks for this great write, Judy
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