Sometimes I wonder
If anyone could love me
Dark, depressed, unhappy
These are the feelings I somehow bring
Aren't I easiest to hate?
When happiness and joy is what I seem to break
I try to be lovable
I try to be kind
All anyone ever sees is an Untrustworthy swine
They'll cut me up with their shady eyes
And on my heart they'll dine
Because I can't handle that look so unkind
All I am is cry
Crying shame
Crying pain
Each tear raining further
On the parade
Of love forsaken me
As the salt of my eyes
Glazes the wounds from all this Collected hate I've stockpiled
Each drop
A fresh reminder
Of being lonely
Of being me
Just me
Only me
Solo me
Eternally?
I hope not....
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Pandora's Box
PoetryA collection of poetry inspired by everyday life, love, pain and heartbreak. Basically my thoughts and reflections. Each poem, a reflection of either the words in my heart, the words in my mind, or the words on my tongue. Almost always though, they'...
