I have held on to myself so tight
protecting myself from those
verbal bruises that taunt me
through the nights;
What suits the best for me?
For that only I know and no one else
I can't keep on doing that just because they tell,
I don't need any help
from anyone anymore.
I just wanna stay,
but I know I really can't.
It was my decision between
what's easy and what's right
But I chose what suits me better.
And now I'm stuck fighting for life
I know someday I will be fine
with the decision I chosen
I never had the courage
to ask them back
for what they all did
and for all the blames
can never be burnt in flames.
Only my heart knows
the pain I felt through my veins
so insane; all most at a breaking-point
to scream at everyone.
I can forgive everything
but never forget
those beautiful hands that
raised me were also,
the hands that hurt.
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My Poetry Collection
PoetryMy favorite pass time. I now have many of my own. Let me show you what real poetry means as you flip through the pages. So why not take a chance??? P.S: I can't believe this is blew up in just one day, but thank you for the love! (Duh, I still don't...
