Untitled

By myscreamsilenced

Remembering the feelings of being helpless and in doubt
Thinking of all the words that I couldn't get out
Overwhelming urges of hurting myself again
But understanding that there is nothing to gain

Trying to be strong and not let thoughts get through
Wishing I had friends that would care about me too
Trying to understand what the hell is wrong with me
What can't I be that person that I really want to be?

Please god will you save me from this stupid thought?
Tired of all the losing battles that i have fought
Tired of being the one always looked down on
Sometimes I still wonder if it would be better if I were gone

Would anyone even miss me or even care?
Would it be something that no one could even bear?
Trying to do my best but my best's not good enough
Is it just me that makes living life so tough?

Bringing back memories from when i was depressed
Fighting this damn urge, giving my will another test
It's just so goddamn easy to give up everything at once
Slowly erasing the feeling that's been in me for months

Doing my best with the cards I've been dealt
Wishing that I could just explain the way I've felt
Will I be able to survive the next feelings of self hate?
I'm just trying to do my best before it's too late

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Copyright 2004 myscreamsilenced
Published on Thursday, January 1, 2004.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: It’s never too late. I feel every bit of these words.. you’re not alone.

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