Tormented One

What is it like to be loved?

I truly don't know.

How does it make you feel inside?

Or does it really even show?

I wonder what it's like,

When you find the right one.

Will my heart know that this is it?

Or will my emotions be numb?

I can't let you inside,

And I can't let you see.

Because you will surly run,

From the evil locked up in me.

My mind so tormented by death,

And my thoughts of suicide.

I try to run from them,

But I can never hide.

I am forever sick and twisted

And have cried out loud for help

No one has heard my screams

No one has heard me yell

So I function daily

And I keel my silence

But deep inside of me

Raging on is imminent violence

Reviews

[Barbara Walker]

Scream louder! Seriously, if this is self expression, don't wait for "someone" to hear you, seek out help! Life is too short to feel like this.

[Avinash]

We all feel the same...but there is a way to deal with it and we have to find it on our own.

[Coyote Poetry]

Love is hard to define. When I was young. I thought I had love. Later i learn. Love and lust can be twisted up. I like the struggle to find reason or purpose in the poem.
"I am forever sick and twisted
And have cried out loud for help
No one has heard my screams
No one has heard me yell"
Few people pay attention till it is too late. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Sami Khalil]

A good rant and rave...Here is some stones to stone the devil...:)

[Angel]

It's kinda like John Lennon and Paul McCartney once said...
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make.

If you want to be loved, you'll have to open your heart...

[Mike Emil]

ARRGH!
you worry too damn much
not enough armchair rantings
and brandy with soda
for you
that'll clear your head
well, no
but it helps anyway
D****T!!!