Everywhere I Go

Everywhere I go, I see these

faces.

Faces of strangers,

faces of friends,

faces of family,

faces of the dead.

I can hear their voices,

if I listen really close.

I can hear the whispers in the night

when I'm all alone.

I hear them laugh.

Laugh at me.

I hear the crude words and the curses

all day.

These voices sleep with me at night,

echoing in my ears.

They wake up inside of me in the morning,

knowing how much I care.

They rip my insides out.

They spit on my grave.

I'm an outcast,

a loser,

a f**k not given.

I try to tell the voices to stop.

I really do.

I try to shut them up by telling them they are not perfect too.

But they never listen, and they ramble on,

letting me know that I'm nobody to care for. 

Author's Note

First poem. I wrote it a while ago. Ignore the grammar issues please :)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A strong poem. I believe when the world is against you. Best to give the world the bird and leave them behind. I like the description and the emotion of the poem. Sometime telling folks to be quiet is not enough. Best to find a place where you are needed and wanted. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[SwagMaster]

Good poem, loved it!

Please mark this constructive!

[WildSoul]

Looks like you are angry with certain people and trying to voice out your opinion / anger perhaps. Well written and i enjoyed reading it.

[trippy kitty]

This was beautiful. I know exactly what this poem is about and people are such a******s these days. Keep writing babe :)

[HeIsWe]

this is neat, i really like it!!!!!!!!!!

[LoveYourself]

nice poem amberrr..great structure && well written. good write
~missy

[TWISTED NIGHTMARE]

i loved the poem... it was amazing...the terms you used and the thought put into it...great piece