Someday?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
How I feel.

Submitted: March 17, 2007

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Somedays.

Somedays I want to scream, to yell, to fight.

Somedays I want to kill, to stab, to bite.

My emotions, not always here.

Not always there.

But why am I asking?

Why?

Why am I still here?

Why can't I do this?

Why... Why can't I make it?

Is she better? Is that why?

Or am I just different?

I'm tired of being alone.

Tired of having no home.

why am I still here?

Why can't I do this?

My words, they turn against me.

My rage, my bitter enemy.

Sorrow is also there.

But my happiness? Where? Where?

Can't I be happy too? Can't I live one way? Can't I be accepted?

Why?

Why??

 

Someday...

I'm going to be gone.

Someday, the blade, it will cut.

It will slice.

It will dig, deep, biting my skin.

Biting my blood.

Maybe.

Someday, I will be happy.

Maybe.

Somday.


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