Feelings Of A Broken Heart Poem by Jessica Kissner

All I do is hurt myself
My Family, My friends
The only way to save them now
Is the death at my own hand
Though no one cares about me now
For I hurt so much more.

I am not like the moon
I cannot heal
Once the meatiors have hit.

I do not wane and wax.

Between the coming months
I do not start a new begining
When the new moons up at night.

And all that comes from me is lies
Lies to my heart and to my body
Lies that people say
Only to make them feel good
Someone wants to help
But only to help himself
Thats all I see now.

Should I fall into my death
Yes?
No?
Maybe?

Who cares for me in all my life
I have no one at all
All thoughs years of being abused
All thoughs years of being left alone
Outside the circle looking in.

I think I am numb now
Cannot feel myself no longer
The devil has grabbed me
I am the devils spoun after all
I feel myself slipping away.............