Ancely Epps Poet I do not know?

Worth Your Happiness

i sit here
thinking about all thats been said
sit here crying
my life begins to shred
thought i had the strength to continue
heal and move on
but i am nothin but weak
my end is here i can not go on
i hear laughter in my head
not of happiness
but taunting instead
i see smiles upon the faces of evil
i try to look away
but there sits on my back betrayal
what must i do
what potion can i take
where am i to run to
to rid of this heartache
pain stirkes
as i
imagine the scenario
is that where i want to go
not at all
it just happens to flow
i fume with anger and pain
heat up burning inside of me emotional flames
call the fire house 
i need them again
my strength is running low
my tears are more and more
this is a real horro show
and the fright i cant endure
so where am i to go
what am i to do
when you're off sitting happy
and my life is completely eternally screwed...

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Simone Segal November 11, 2009 at 4:21 PM Very sad, the way you feel, but sometimes the door shuts to give you the great opportunity of opening another, which could be paradise! Take a look at my poem, your soul and your spirit is really you, love Simone