DispairA Poem by JexThe phone I have next to me is suppose to give me company But it just sits here next to me And it is mocking me It's laughing at me I’m screaming for help But no one is listening me I’m shaking... I can’t breathe the world is closing in on me I’m trembling, looking desperately For something Something an escape A salvation, A safe haven Is there someone I can depend on I need some one But I'm to fucked up I fucked up so bad And I’m looking for a hand Im lost. But no matter where I turn... there is no hand to grasp within my shaky hands I have no one No one I can call to depend on when I’m scared I made the mistake to try and reach out once Call out on my phone But only I was just made a mockery There was nothing... No one came to my aid Brushes off and unanswered Tossed aside like trash I know I shouldn’t be mad I deserve this Because I am so bad... so so bad This is my punishment My problem My Issues My demon, I shouldn’t rely on help because I can and I should help myself No one should come to my aid This is why I do not push I’m guilty...with only myself to blame I should just suffer I’m crying and I can’t stop My head is spinning my head is warm I can hear my heart beat faster in my chest Help help No I can do this I can deal with it Why am I like this I’m striking in on my self in shame I’m such a shame... a disgrace Undeserving of love Of help Of anything... I wish I could have some help I shouldn’t be so self fish I'm asking for too much, I know A brat is what I am why am I such a bother Unneeded, Unwanted I deserve to cry here alone I shouldn’t be so soft People have had it worse And here I lay at 3 am crying all alone Alone in pain, in tears, in fear Nothing more then an annoyance
Failure! What a failure I am! It’s funny really I should be more then I am But I can’t accomplish nothing I should be banished Removed from the family name Weakling... Pathetic Help! I’m an emotional roller coaster I’m dizzy... the world is spinning I can’t stop moving I think I need help But there is no one Only me, myself and I To take care of me I know they tried But I was too much, Will always be to much No one should have to deal with me What a S**t Show! That’s selfish to impose on others in my life It’s why I love fantasy It’s an escape I can pretend that I am ok Is can pretend that someone willing to help me I am no longer a burden A chore A thing to pass the time In fantasy I matter I am good I am worth it I am perfect, I am smart and I have someone there It’s the only time things are ever truly ok And I bet feeling like I am ok... is like watching a good film With butterfly’s in my stomach Someone to depend on.... Someone sturdy.... Someone reliable... A protector.... More simplicity To be exposed to all my vulnerabilities Fears ,concerns, insecurities, In fantasty They accepted for me fragility No push, no change, no expectation Do better! Be better! Less Emotional! Shove it deep deep down Where no one can see “Like men, I shouldn’t cry” I got to be stronger then T]that I have no choice No matter how tired I am Even though I hurt.. The moment I stop fighting for my life... I Will Sink like an anchor Down ...down ....down.... Drowning and finally dying Slowly, painfully suffocating Suffering But at least then I would be finally Free Right? © 2021 Jex |
StatsAuthorJexAboutI love to read fiction and writing short stories. I enjoy most nerdy things like anime, youtube, crime shows, and mythology. I am currently in College earning my Bachelors degree in science of Psychol.. more..Writing
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