![]() I Love so much, it turns to Hate!A Poem by WritersSoul![]() Today, 17th July 2011, The one i love so much's birthday, and he is saying to my friend he doesnt want to hug me, causing me to do thiss![]() I listen to what my friend said,
She says that He doesn't want a hug from me, He doesn't even want a quick hug.... And yet, I went out in my own time, Got him a card and present... In the car I cry, I sit and wonder why. While I bend over my knees, Trying anything for someone to answer my pleas. I can't help but feel hatred towards him. It's his birthday, Of course he knows I'd want a hug. So why does he push me away mentally. I roar like theres an animal inside of me, Wanting to rip his head off so he can't see. See me cry... I choke on tears, Scream to horrific images in my head. Scratch my arms for the emotional pain to go away. My arms now stained with dotted blood, I tear at my hair, Thinking how he is so cold and unfair. So cold it makes me freeze, So unfair it hugs me like a winter breeze. I feel so empty I cry until I'm satisfied, I bleed while he doesn't care I even cried. I don't want to believe this is how it is, My friends wondering why he'd so horribe towards me. I look at my arms now, Dotted with pink marks that makes me sick, My nails marked with skin and blood. I feel my chest hurt with every breath, I taste tears as they run down my cheeks. I hear my coughs on choking sobs, I see nothing but blury vision, I smell nothing but the burnt turn of my heart of it's breaking collision. Please, Why be so mean...? © 2011 WritersSoulAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() WritersSoulSouth Shields, bloop, United KingdomAboutI am Beth/Bethan/Terri-Beth as my friends like to call, and I'm 15, 29/04/96, and started writing when I was about 13..? And now I get depression really bad and do things I should'nt and thats why I w.. more..Writing
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