I've been told that I write some of my best poetry when I get upset. Here's what I had for tonight.
Please enjoy. ~Maddie I'm sick of pretending To be what I'm not A painful smile on my face, With tears caught in my throat The struggle to smile Becomes harder each day When you keep fighting your mind, Trying to force the pain away Something once lost Will never return And if it leaves for too long, The wound behind starts to burn The pain is unbearable But still I turn away Trying to be happy, Since I'm forced to stay This life is close to hell Since you left me behind Now I struggle to function And fall victim to my mind You who once used to teach me Who taught me to live Have run out of life, And have nothing more to give Now I smile and I laugh But it's all a facade I leave hurt behind In the Earth that I trod I seem to be losing My close friends each day I have no patience for people So I let them slide away The bridges all burning My life caving in I'm still just a child, You'd think life was just to begin But a burden so heavy Forces premature growth Over mental capacity, No room left to cope And the worst of it all Is that no one understands I have no one to turn to, To keep my life in their hands Not many understand Just how hard it can be To lose your own mother, To watch, know and see As one thing turns to another And the cycle continues My love for her grows Replenishes, renews And while I know I can't see her yet I know that she's here I dream of the day When I can once again hold her near But for now, life goes on And I live it each day Try to find happiness In every new way One day I'll find it I know that I will And then perhaps, No more tears I shall spill.
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