My heart bleeds
Yet I cant shed a tear
No matter what I'm going through
I feel the tears that are falling from my heart
My heart aches from the pain
The pain that I go through everyday
The pain an eighteen year old shouldnt have to feel
So much to say, but how do I say it
The stress has me pullin my hair out
I try and explain my pain
Yet know one is around to listen
So I scream and yell at myself
WHY? ?
Is my question to everything
Never do I have an answer
Why cant people just sit down and pay attention?
Now that I dont have anyone
I put my mask on
The mask that blocks off all emotion
So I cant feel the pain anymore
The pain that happens everyday
Now that the day ends
I sit in my chair and realize
I'm holding fist full of hair..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ashley, When I read this poem it really hit me hard because it feels like it is all about me. Honeslty I though you were in my head and taking my thoughs and doing what I do starange and odd in many ways. But I really liked it. We Shouldnt have to feel this pain that we hold even though I dont know how much pain you are holding. This poem seemed to really hit me as a poem that I really connected to. I write poems also. I think it is a good way to express my-self I hope you keep it up. Alright. -Kris-