I'm so strong, never hurt due to popular belief,
Yet total anguish hide's just underneath.
I can't even explain, I wouldn't know where to begin,
But a lifetime of pain lie's just under my skin.
Hurt is something that I've had to get use to,
I'm lost, I'm tired and I'm broken, with no idea what i am to do.
My mind, my soul and my heart are totally compact,
I'm battered, I'm bruised and I'm massively cracked.
When it comes to chances, I've always had the worst,
What did I expect when my name is actually "kirst" (cursed)
38 year's old and still no luck yet,
Am I under some kind of karmertic debt.?
And I am someone who people adore,
When I want to be invisible, and couldn't hate being me more.
I've no family, no boyfriend and not one good friend,
Will this misfortune of mine ever actually end,
Somehow I am gifted with healing powers and spirituality from the universe above,
I fix the broken, advice, self belief, self confidence, and tones of self love,
I seriously can't understand why I am the super glue,
Giving everyone all my time, my love and my energy too
Greatful for what little I have, I survive everything, and surviving on my own,
With nothing in return and still feeling totally alone,
I'm praying destiny has something beautiful for me in-store,
As I don't think this women can hold it all together if I or take to much more.
Copyright © Kirsty Payne | Year Posted 2022
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