No One
The first time in my life I cried for help
was the first time I found I’ve only myself
Never before had reached for someone
Never thought I reach there’d be no one
I told my problems they didn’t believe
I stayed silent feeling a grieved
When I spoke again they didn’t listen
Assured they knew what I was missing
Stay silent to avoid making known
acceptance found in being alone
they saw a difference but unknown
I had no one except my own
Treated me like I was an attention seek
so I stay quiet getting weak
they missed my point on repeat
now a lost soul forever bleak
When before that time did I need anyone
justify abuse I’d receive from everyone
they say they were good and I went weird
yet they didn’t know why I disappeared
They seem to have messed my head for life
left writing these lines to making it right
where’s my children where’s my wife
My closest people pushed me to this life
Thank you thank you
I hope fate thanks you
the first time you need anyone
I hope fate give you a bloody hard thank you
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2019
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