Sad Poem

I know how it feels to not be understood

My Emotions

© Olivia
My emotions are too much to bare
I'm blinded and cant image the ones who care
It starts with a cut and drags to the side
I debate whether to tell anyone I have too much pride
I have soo may friends but feel soo alone
How ever I find comfort when I'm on my phone
putting on a front so no one can see the sad and unhappy lonely me
Flash backs of my past haunt me at night
It's like its happing again and I don't like the sight
having a battle in my mind and I'm loosing the war
My tears stream down my face as I lay on the floor
I'm a fun person I brighten the day
But when it comes to my satisfaction it doesn't work my way
Guys walk in and out my life
I solve my problems and get pleasure with a knife
I shed blood then wipe it away
The crazy part is the problem will stay


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Published: Mar 2011
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  1. Raquel Leal, Bedford,Indiana Submitted on Monday, February 27, 2012

    I have felt that very same way. I thought I was the only one that felt that pain. I applaud you for putting your feelings online because I know I can't because people will think I am just another attention seeking teen. I think I understand that there are more people that feel the way we do. I just don't know where they are or what they do. You inspired me because of this poem. It gave me a new view of things. Thank you for sharing the words you put much emotion in. Maybe we can talk and maybe we can help each other.

  2. Lucas Scott Mj Submitted on Saturday, August 31, 2013

    It's so hard for to stop crying but when I saw I was so curious and I realized that many people are there seeking for someone to joined this poem together I know it took him/her many time and experience I can feel it . . it's so soo raised up because of me I really love this. Can't forget this memory . . You drop down my anger. Thanks.

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