Stop

Go ahead,

Laugh at me,

Do what you want,

I don't care anymore.

Yes,

It hurts me,

It makes me cry,

It makes me hurt,

But who cares right?

I'm use to hurting,

I'm use to crying,

Day after day,

Night after night.

Do I want it to stop?

Of course I do.

But the real question is, 

Will it stop?

Can it stop?

It can, 

But only if there's an effort,

An effort to make it stop.

Will it? 

Probably not! 

It's gonna continue,

Day and night.

Reviews

[sabo3]

The emotion here is pretty strong. You use words sparingly- which gives it power- almost like you are angry, hurt, and choking on your words. I also am caught by the lines "It can, But only if there's an effort, An effort to make it stop." Tough thought to handle the idea that we and others are not willing to put in effort to change or help make change.

Only other thing I saw was: "I'm use to hurting,
I'm use to crying," "used" should be your word in these two lines. Keep writing -nice stuff here.