Making Sense Of It All

I've been living inside of myself
Ever since I was born
Reclusive and isolated
Is how I survived in this cold world

Knowing to become numb
Is how I learned not to succumb
to the insanity of my mind
that was brewing and brewing

Sadness became my friend
My only constant companion
Wishing my life would end
Would be a satisfaction

Childhood memories
filled with sadness and tears
I've been wondering why?
How I lasted all those years

Darkness fills my heart
left by a void of loneliness
Fragments hardly felt
that was once happiness

Little boy full of pain
Grown man going insane
I wish it can all be explained
Why I was born this way

Reviews

[!FireCracker!]

Heart wrenching- and in a way still very much NOT asking for a hand out, up, or down.
this line

Knowing to become numb
Is how I learned not to succumb
to the insanity of my mind
that was brewing and brewing

reminds me greatly of a dear friend of mine, so this hits home on more than one lvl.

a great write, gritty, and real. deffinately one of the best things i've read lately.

[Gheeneil]

This is so sad. But this is something everyone can relate to. Our childhood memories could haunt us through time. It's always chasing us and following our every step.

[deeps]

Wow! I can feel the emotion pour out here,
This is one amazing write here. I really like this
it is very well presented. I can feel the pain and sorrow.

[.]

"Little boy full of pain
Grown man going insane
I wish it can all be explained
Why I was born this way" ~ ~ ~ The whole poem reflects on this last stanza ... About how you've known hardships and your questions about why you've been like this

Well penned!