Her name was Shannon Ireland.
She abandoned me four days ago from today.
She taught me many things I had never learned before.
I was happy and felt special in everyway.
I love her as if she were my real mom and expected her to be that mother figure I had never had.
She turned her back on me when I least expected it, and made promises she couldn't keep.
I lost my trust in her and people as well.
I hid in a shell.
I wasn't the same person I use to be and I couldn't be myself.
I couldn't smile.
I couldn't laugh or be happy.
I didn't have any hope left.
I didn't fit in anywhere anymore.
I was hurt devastated and depressed.
It was like the hurt from my real mom and dad had came back and a second shot along with that.
I tryed to live my life and be good without being a selfish brat.
That didn't seem to be good enough.
So I learned to not put my trust in people and became tough.
I live my life but not really.
Making mess and trying to survive from the hurt of love.
some times life is like that. every happening in life will teach us something. we have to carry on to better spheres.nice poem voted10 surya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I hope light will open up from the darkest corner of life........nice one......