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I HURT
I HURT SO BAD
I HURT TOO BAD
I HURT REAL DEEP
I HURT FOR REAL
REAL HURT
REAL HURT
DEEP WITHIN
WHERE ONLY I LIVE
INTERNAL
NO ONE LIVES IN ME,BUT ME
AND THAT IS WHERE I HURT
OR MAYBE WHY I HURT
BUT THE HURT IS THERE
LIKE IT'S MADE IT'S HOME THERE
WHERE?
RIGHT DOWN IN MY HEART
A BURNING AGONIZING EXISTENCE OF PAIN
HEARTBREAK
DISSAPOINTMENTS
DISTURBANCES
BROKENESS
REJECTION
ABANDONMENT
SEPERATION
ANXIETY
DOUBT
ALL LIVE THERE
LOVE KNOCKS ON THE DOOR
FEAR ANSWERS
AND SCARES LOVE AWAY
LIKE IT'S CANCER
RUN GET AWAY FROM HERE
GET AWAY FROM ME
I'VE TASTED THEE
I'VE WASTED THEE
FLEE FAR FROM ME
DEFENSES
BUILD FENCES
PAIN BRINGS MORE RAIN
LIES BRINGS MORE CRIES
REJECTION BRINGS FALSE PROTECTION
ISOLATIION BRINGS REVELATION OF THE DEMONIZATION THAT CAN ACT OUT REJECTION BEHAVIOR IMITATION
LIFE IS HOLLOW
WHEN YOU DON'T HAVE A LAUGH TO BORROW
BURIED IN SORROW
NOR LOOKING FORWARD TO TOMMOROW
OUCH LIFE
YOU SHOULD'VE GAVE ME A WARNING
METEROLIGST EVEN GIVE YOU A CHANCE TO GET AN UMBERELLA
THE RAIN IS COMING
BUT I DIGRESS THIS MESS
AND VISUALIZE AN S ON MY CHEST
NO IM NOT SUPER BUT I HAVE A SAVIOUR
ONE WHO WAS BORN IN A MANGER
HE IS NO STRANGER
AND I SHOULD ALWAYS REMIND MYSELF OF HIS PRESENCE
IF I FEEL I AM IN DANGER
BUT OUCH THIS CAN REALLY HURT
JUST LET THE TEARS FALL DOWN MY FACE
AS THEY WET UP MY SHIRT
NO ONE IS PERFECT
SO WHY SHOULD I STRIVE FOR THE IMPOSSIBLE?
MAYBE I THINK TO MUCH WITH MY HEART AND SHOULD JUST SETTLE FOR BEING
MENTALLY PHILOSOPHICAL
I'LL TRADE MY WORRY FOR TRUST
I'LL TRADE MY FEAR FOR LOVE
I'LL PUT MY HEAD ON MY PILLOW
AND CAST MY CARES TO GOD ABOVE.
I HAVE NO OTHER SOLUTION.
Copyright © Sharita Crawford | Year Posted 2014
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