Alone - a poem about feeling

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Warning: Strong subject matter.
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I am:

Tired of feeling like a back-up plan,

Tired of counting all of these grains of sand,

Tired of being tossed like a stone . . .

I am so tired of feeling alone /

I know:

There are so many razors inside of this house /

I am fighting so hard not to break them out

I have:

Questions, doubts, anxieties /

Things, things, things, that I just don't need

I really don't want to make myself bleed!

I am trying so hard to hold myself together

I try not to let them see me cry

They will only ask me how, and why?

I feel:

like a waste of space

like a second choice

like an absolute disgrace

like I don't belong /

I fear:

that I will never belong

that I will never be enough /

Somebody, please, tell me that I'm wrong!

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