Martha Martinez Poet I do not know?

The True Me

I decided to write to tell you how I feel. You never seem to hear when I speak. I’m 
screaming I’m wounded and bruised and no one sees. I’m screaming and no one hears. 
Why? Is it that you all have on blinders? I would like to fly and come back home yet I stay 
caged. Why? Not because my wings are clipped but I have no armor, no shield. I pain, I feel 
like someone has placed a dagger in my soul and they keep turning it. Why? Why? Do I feel 
so much pain? Why? Do I suffer? It appears to all that everything is fine. Yet the real me is 
slowly dying. The time may run out and my spirit will die if I don’t get a release. I thought all 
tests had time periods yet mine seems endless. Why? I cry a river. I want to run but I can’t 
feel my feet. I want to fly but I can’t feel my wings. I want to swim but I can’t seem to stay a 
float. They say those who don’t appreciate there lives should lose it. I don’t want to lose 
mine, yet I can’t seem to appreciate the good things. They are so weighed down and 
trampled by the bad. Can I tell someone the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Can I just 
be me. Noone knows me or sees the true me they get the unhappy side. The true me would 
frolic here frolic there climb the trees and move Mount Everest. I don’t want anyone to do 
anything. I just want someone to hear me and understand. Signed, A  dying  soul

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Krispin Prejean April 30, 2009 at 6:52 PM chicka chicka chicka you knw ima agree wit my bro n da homie...this expresses alot.. u got me

Jonathan White March 16, 2009 at 4:23 PM Wow. This is so passionate and deep. It expresses the emotion and pain that you feel perfectly. You get a 6 from me. :)

Diane Christian March 16, 2009 at 11:31 AM I hear you, And i understand and God hears you too, he knows each and everyone of us, you are special and a treasure in his his eyes, my son had similar recently he was being bullied at school they tried to break his spirit in him but with Gods' help he will made whole again, I pray Gods' peace be with you, Shalom total peace, nothing broken nothing taken apart, God bless you from diane

Diane Christian March 16, 2009 at 11:30 AM I hear you, And i understand and God hears you too, he knows each and everyone of us, you are special and a treasure in his his eyes, my son had similar recently he was being bullied at school they tried to break his spirit in him but with Gods' help he will made whole again, I pray Gods' peace be with you, Shalom total peace, nothing broken nothing taken apart, God bless you from diane