SupportA Poem by FaustHave you ever felt like giving up on life?
Cold, hungry, tired.
Everything hurts. My head hurts, my stumach hurts, my chest hurts. It feels like I am being torn apart from the inside. I'm scared, I'm alone, no one can save me. I'm trapped, I'm lost, I think I'm going crazy. I like the dark. In the dark I can't see anything. I can pretend that I'm not alone. That there are others who are there for me. Who will stand in my corner and help me fight the harder fights. I don't need warriors, I need a support. Someone to lean on, who wouldn't mind if I cried in front of them. Someone who I could tell my problems to and they wouldn't give me words of sympathy but rather, words of encouragement. I'm tired of being the only one. I'm left to face my own battles, lick my own wounds, heal my own scars. I've worked hard to get where I am and I don't plan to stop. I will keep fighting for myself and what I believe. I will leave my mark on this world. People won't look at me and say, there is the girl that was too weak to go on. They will instead say, there is the girl that felt like she couldn't go on but she rose to the top anyway. That is what I want in life. That is what I will work for. I will rise to the top. And from there, I shall be my own support.
© 2019 FaustAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 18, 2019 Last Updated on April 18, 2019 AuthorFaustSun Prairie, WIAboutI'm back! I don't think anyone noticed that I closed my account for a short time though lol. Basically my sister was messing with my computer and it screwed up my account more..Writing
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