It Hurts Poem by jasmine dugas

It Hurts



I feel like it hurts so much to live
I feel like it hurts so much be who you are
I feel like I have to fight to just be happy
I feel like I can't even be myself around the one's I love
I wake every morning not happy
I go to bed every night mad and frustrated
Why frustrated
Mad with who
Frustrated because I ain't never gone be happy
Mad with myself
I feel like I'm dieing on the inside
while actually I'm crying on the out
No one to talk to
No one to lean on
No one to hear say I will be here for you no matter what
No shoulder to cry on
People are always wondering why I'm alone
Why I'm so quiet
The answer to that is that I'm hurting
I'm hurting on the inside
A place where my fears takeover
A place that's dark
I wanna be in a place
A place where my thoughts run free
A place where there's light
A real place
Maybe a place called my home
A home that I will be happy at
But since I'm living in the unhappiness
I will never find home

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Siddharth Singh 27 July 2009

The thoughts clearly show the poets inner struggle very nicely.

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