The dieing soul

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a true story about my life I hope you like it it's not done yet so yeah:))

Submitted: June 17, 2011

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Submitted: June 17, 2011

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I'm apart of this group, we have emotional and mental trouble\\problem's or as the dortor's say illness. We all are dealing with it in our own way, some of us cut, some of us drink and the ones like me hide it all in to fit in then break down later on. We are all different and we all have differnt problems but we are all the same. Some of us get more help then other's and some of us get none but that's just if we want it or not. I'm one of the people who don't get as much as other's but I think that I can handel it all on my own . Because well you see I'm a bit of a hot head and I think I can handel it all on my own when I know I do. I'm getting some help but not as much as I need, my life is hard for someone like me. Most of us take things to heart and then we hold it in so me don't get treated different, but either way I feel different then other's even if I don't show it. Sometimes people don't understand how we feel, sometimes I feel misunderstood by everyone and unloved by family. It feels like the only one I can turn to is the ones who understand, my friends. My friends treat me more like family then the ones who faised me. All I do is kill me emotionaly and mentaly, it's like they pray off of all my pain and broken dreams and broken hearts. Do you ever feel like an out sider or an out cast like you don't belong were you are now. Well that's my whole life, everything that I am and everything I have lived through.


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