its hard for me to tell you how i feel

its hard for me to tell you how i feel its hard for me to tell you how i feel

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Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

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Summary

just ho i felt at the time
it is a bit random,
and ts a bit wack, but you will have to give me a break
i am still working on it
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Summary

just ho i felt at the time
it is a bit random,
and ts a bit wack, but you will have to give me a break
i am still working on it

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Submitted: December 18, 2012

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Submitted: December 18, 2012

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It is time for me to show you

Exactly how I feel

Its not easy for me

But I will get there eventually

 

Its hard sometimes you know

When life gets hard, and friends disappear

When everyone moves on

And I am the one that’s here

 

Stuck in this reality

Stuck where there is no hope

No happiness, no miracles

Where the only one here is me

 

Every turn I take, every path I follow

It hard for me to see

The good things in life and

That the answer was right in front of me

 

Your my life, your my heart

And every where I go

I will make you follow

From the start

 

For everything I have ever done

All the people that I have hurt

In any way shape or form

Today, yesterday, tomorrow and in the future

Hope will always be with you

 

Each day it gets harder to breathe

Because life is soo complicated

I don’t know which way to turn

Or which path to choose

 

I have no idea what life means anymore

I have no hope, no love for anyone

I wish there are places somewhere, anywhere

For me to escape

 

Pain, sadness, hope, envy,

 jealousy, love lost , Faith and death

I just don’t want to live

Not anymore

 

I am a sleepwalker

I walk to the places I want to go

The people I want to be

Anywhere else anyone else but me

 

Im scared im lost, im hurt

And I need you

But your gone

And I don’t know what to do

 

You used to be my anchor

You use to be my friend

But your gone

They have taken you away

 

To somewhere where I can never see you,

Never talk, touch, feel, hear, smell and taste.

To never understand, to never ever know

Where you are, who you are, who I am who is me

 

This is my life, the confused , the complicated

The pain and sorrow,

The sarcastic, and depressed

And I have no idea how to sum up how I feel

 

But thetime will come again

When you will need to come

And rescues me from myself,

From others, and from you.


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