this is a poem that i wrote like a week ago its called wounded: scarred inside from all the years of pain theres nothing left my feelings have been drained taken from heart, taken from soul losing all my self control holding it in til its to hard to bear hurting every day and all you do is stare you push me away when i run to you then you blame me when i yell at you you say i have to be perfect to earn your love but should a child have to earn love? is that real, do you care? do you feel? you dont even know how much my heart is burning thoughts in my head keep churning and churning thoughts of you yelling, cursing, and blame when will i find peace to wash away the shame when will you let me in, into your heart of stone when will the tension be lifted as i enter our home None will ever know But somewhere beneath all the lies I forgive you for not whiping the tears from my eyes And when i leave it will not be ok cuz even when im gone the wounds will remain
thanks i know their depressing but as my dad says their just human feelings and hes right...but im glad that you like them