Lost For Words

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Its A Short Poem For Someone Who Is Going Through A Rough Time To Read.

Submitted: June 26, 2017

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Submitted: June 26, 2017

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Have You Ever Had A Thought So Deep That a Part Of You Died Yet Still You Have To walk Around Like Everythings Fine It's Easy To Tell Others You Don't Cry Until Reality Hits At Night Holding Your Pillow On Your Face Holding Back The Tears Before They Start to Fly Not Quick Enough This Time Flowing Off Your Cheek Each One Is A Reflection Of Everyone That Ever Hurt You In Such A Way That You've Thought About Suicide Constantly Everyday Thinking Deeply Each Way About Each One, Trying To To Pick One That'll Speak In The Loudest Way Most Don't Know That You've Even Tried Way More Times Then You Should For Some Reason You're Alive I Was Born This Way

Cursing The God Youre Forced To Believe In Knowing That Its Just A Book Written By Dead People Not Spoken A Very Long Time You've Waited For This Moment Now You Need To Grab , Don't Lose Your Grip You Need To Hold It You've Been Told It Never Believed It Only Because You Ain't Seen It You've Been Noticed Never In Good Ways But The Coldest I Guess That's Me My Mind Is Molded This Diamond Encrusted Heart Is Broken Now It's Stolen Chest Ripped Open Surrounded By Jagged Edges Nobody Can Sow It I've Never Folded On The Ones I Had Hope In But When Things Get Rough They Always The First One With Their Hands Out Ready To Give Up And Throw In My Life Is Hopeless Maybe Not But From What I've Seem There Is No Such Thing As Love Ive Lost The Meaning I Don't Know What Hope Is Ears Are Smoking Burning All The Lies I've Been Told Again Baby Do You See My Heart IF I Let You Hold It Don't Drop It, Take Your Time And Mold It Let It Know It's Wanted The Time For Games Is Nowhere To Be Found Because Time Is Nothing But A Word That's Pronounced Does It Really Exist Come On Just Look Around We Hold On To Things We Have Like Material Things Thinking Thats Lifes Purpose Does That Mean Our Whole Life Has To Be Put On Hold Because You Have A Platinum Chain Or Just Because You're In A Ben's Switching Lanes As Long As I Got You I'm Happy Even If I'm In The Dirt Drinking Rain I Don't Want To Be The One With Their Hand Out Begging For Change I've Done It Before The Feeling You Get Of Greed Fades Away Sleeping On Bench's Wake Up Watch The Sky As The Day Fades Hoping You Don't Wake Up The Next Day Even When You Do , You Close Your Eyes Hoping Someway Somehow The Lifeless God Will Strike Down And End You I'm Just Tired Of Being Used. I Grew Up In The Slums Abused And Misused To Ease The Pain, Drugs I Started To Use, Changed My View From I'm Sorry To Fuck You, Something I've Never Gotten Used To Are The Nightmares Repeating The Day You Fell In My Lap When The Bullet Hit You, I Was Sad Then Asking Why But Now I'm Wishing It Was Me And Not You, I Can't Stand To Sleep, So I'm Taking Hits Of The Go Endlessly, Tweaking So Bad It's Hard For Me To Speak, I Am My Own Worst Enemy, The Devil Created Me, Inside My Head, Constantly Hearing My Demons Speak, Telling Me I Need To Creep, Not To Kill, But To Protect, I Am The One The Weak Will See, I Was Put Here To Help The Ones In Need, But How Am I Supposed To Do That When I Can't Even Eat, They Tell Me Not Physically But Mentally, Let Them In Your Head, Through Your Eyes They Will See, No That Won't Work I Began To Plead, I've Seen To Much It Will Make Them Slice Their Wrists And Bleed, Trust Me I Know, For A Long Time That Was Me, I Never Hid, I Was For The Public To See, Calling Out For Help, Plain To See, Still Nobody Noticed Me, So How Is That Your Plan For Me, If It's To Serve The Weak, I Don't Even The Strength To Pull Myself Out Of This Slump In I'm Decomposing, Plus I'm Starting To Stink, For Some Reason They Refuse To Bury Me, I Can't Open My Eyes, The Dirt Blinds Me, I Cannot See, Somebody Rescue Me, The World Is Grey, Colors Are Bleek, I Think It Gets Worse Every Week, I Need To Sleep, Been Up For Two Weeks Hiding From Shreaks Of The Forgotten Sounds That Are Deep In The Back Of My Mind, I've Stuck Them There, Don't Enter My Mind, If You Do Then Look Out And Be Aware, I Hate To Admit It But Yes I'm Scared, I'm Gasping For Air, It's Not Fair, Why Am I The Only One That Seems To Have This Much Despair, You Gave It To Me Knowing I Cannot Share, Expecting Me To Act Like I Don't Care, Or That It's Even There, I Can See It, I'm Very Aware, I Think It's Funny, How it Takes Something That Costs Money To Bring Out The Demon That Hides In Your Tummy, All It Takes For Me Is A Moment With A Lighter And Set Fire To Money, You're Looking At Me Like I'm A Dummy, Not Understanding The Best Moments I Have Is When You Say You Love Me While You Hold Me But Instead You Scold Me Your Words Choke Me, Let Go Of Me


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