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Post by pieking83 on Dec 8, 2010 23:38:41 GMT -5
I’ve always wanted to be so much more to you I yearn for your touch and feel But can’t seem to find my way there I want to be with you We have had many moments together Not all great But when you suddenly said you love me You just as quickly left me alone to torture myself Soon after anxiety and depression found a way to effect my every thought Wishing I were gone from this place Wishing I had never been anything to you Wishing I would just end Thought of you began to enter my mind throughout the day Thoughts that tortured my soul to the point of apathy I feel guilty for you leaving for someone else I feel I am the one who pushed you away I feel lonely and dead inside All my known energy seemed to have left my body All I know is the pain of a lost loved one All I know is you
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Post by pieking83 on Dec 15, 2010 2:14:03 GMT -5
I want my suffering to end I don’t care if death is the answer This depression needs to end The anxiety along with it The paranoia as been going on too long I’ve already resorted to dreams of my dying day That is the only day I wish to suffer to atone for the wrong decisions I have made I am no longer a happy person As I once had been I used to be afraid to think of dying But not it seems to be a release from it all I used to have fun most days But now I have none I used to talk a lot more But now it’s as if I’m mute Now the only way I can express how I feel is through sorrow filled poems But I’m no poet I feel my pain is my fault I can’t suppress my feelings any longer I need someone to talk to Someone who can understand this pain inside I have yet to find such a person I’m am afraid I never will I also feel no one cares enough to want to help me I may need to work this out alone I have noticed I’ve begin to hate myself for not having the answers I can’t seem to find a successful way to cope with my problem I also have gone into a rage while I trying to think about it I have never been a person with anger problem But I am becoming a bomb waiting for the right moment to explode There is nothing out there to defuse my But only spark the fuse
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Post by freedomislogic on May 7, 2011 13:08:34 GMT -5
Thanks for this. I've always been on the otherside of this relationship, and it helps to know what the other is feeling. Sad, but nice poem.
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