A Broken Home's Daughter

A poem about feeling utterly alone....

I know I'm in pain,

But my heart is too numb

To feel this emotion

I know so well.

I observe the people around me,

So happy,

So content...

Am I the only one

Not heaven-sent?

They're surrounded by love,

They're perfect,

So beautiful...

Everyday,

I watch so many other's prosper

While I'm left alone,

A Broken Home's Daughter.

I'm the only unpolished pear

In this silent crowd,

Still screaming so loud

Without a care

As to whether I'm still there.

I'm trapped with 

Death,

Pain, 

Hurt, 

Suffering,

Depression.

I've done nothing to deserve this,

Lashing from Life's unmerciful whip.

I'm judged far too quick

And hurt far too much.

There's no one around to

Tell me they're proud,

Glad I'm alive.

There was once I tried to die,

And too many times

I wanted to retry.

I wonder how many eyes

Would shed tears

At the sight of my casket

While my body stays inside it.

My soul haunts them,

Until they regret ever hurting me

And all that I should be.

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

The lines that strike the most:

I watch so many other's prosper
While I'm left alone,
A Broken Home's Daughter.
I'm the only unpolished pear
In this silent crowd,
Still screaming so loud
Without a care
As to whether I'm still there.

and even int he end of this...the pain is hear:

My soul haunts them,
Until they regret ever hurting me
And all that I should be.

Yet even after the ordeal in the physical...you want everyone to pay for your hurt...