21. Trust?
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
He was nowhere around
Where was he to be found?
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
He was nowhere around
Where was he to be found?
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My life is falling apart,
Can't get rid of this fragile heart,
Headache from all the tears,
Restless sleep, thinking about fears.
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Contentment is all that I seek for
Fulfillment is what I look for
And all is in my mind
How are you feeling? What's going through your mind?
Is that dream you're dreaming hurting deep inside?
You wake up hearing yelling, yelling in your room,
You wonder who it is, then you realize it is you.
It happened to me as a small child from 5 till I was 8 by my great uncle. I never told anyone. Now I'm a mom and 33. I fail at relationships.and don't trust letting my kids with most guys....
Analysis of Form and Technique
My pain and misery fall from the sky
So hard I try to ignore it, but it still gets by.
Surrounded with memories of what could have been,
The hatred screams under my skin.
I could relate perfectly to every line and the heart of the author. What astonished me is the fact that when you pour your heart into a poem, you have still not let it out. The circumstances...
In this life
I once felt hope.
I sometimes still believe in this,
but each moment a little less.
I feel the same way, and I think I understand how you feel. I'm only eleven and have lost my mom to drugs. I went to live with my dad and step-mom. I am not allowed to see my real mother or...
I'm hurt all the time.
I don't want to cry for the way I feel inside.
I just want someone to hold me.
I'm alone in the dark; please try to find me.
I have never felt loved, and I feel like it will never get better. I just want to feel wanted. I always told myself I would not be the kind of teenager to sit on my bedroom floor silently...
A gray old woman sits all alone,
Unloved, uncherished, and unknown.
Sitting beside her broken door,
Dreaming of days passed long ago,
In March 2022, I was diagnosed with Renal cancer. I'm doing fine following up with my CTs. My kids' dad was diagnosed with hepatic cancer, lung, the works, and passed away in March. My (our)...
Sometimes, I wonder why something shouts as loud as thunder
It was there inside of me, hiding for a reason
Sometimes, I looked at the sky and hurtle a cry
Maybe because of hurt but still, I'm wondering why
This poem is so very similar to my thoughts, as if it was personally for me. Life presents so many hurdles and heartache. Yet I hold on for dear life, hoping all will get a lot better. Hope...
No one will ever know how I feel,
For I cannot even explain it all.
Nobody to love,
Nobody to blame,
All I can say about this poem is "me." Thank you for sharing your story. Felt every word of it. I believe in doing the exact thing. Go help someone that's tormenting themselves. People who...
There are people all around me,
Yet I can't help but feel alone.
And although he says he loves me,
He no longer lets it show.
I often walk in early morn
engrossed in time's once new.
with thoughts and dreams of things long past,
the carefree days of youth.
Unseen, unheard, my voiceless cries
I tell you I'm fine through honeyed lies
You smile and nod, just what you wanted to hear
You don't really care, that much is clear
I keep looking for comfort from you
I sit and wonder if your love is true
You see me crying
Inside you have to know I'm dying
I feel like this but not with my mother. My husband of 32 years has made me feel alone. It is a horrible feeling whether it comes from mother or father or even our children, it hurts us.
I...
Enveloping the room,
Leaving everybody isolated.
Nothing to do, nothing to say,
Just silence.
My heart is but an island
Inside this castaway.
Surrounded by the ocean blue,
I hope to sail someday.
It's such a warming feeling
Being surrounded by Christmas
Expectation fills the air.
The sparkle, the glitter
Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I can be.
Sure I'm young, quiet and shy.
I love this poem! I really feel you writer!
Do I dare let you in
the garden inside me,
The sparrows are dead their tunes left unsung,
Dying waiting to be set free,