This poem was written during a bumpy relationship. I wanted to see the world from her eyes. She suffered silently and there was nothing I could do for her. Victimization takes all forms. Unfortunately to overcome, it takes quite a bit of self-honesty. I apologize for the explicit language but it was an honest approach to the situation.

Hell is one word to describe what you give me
Angry bliss is the only path you’ll let me walk upon
Quiet reminders of your essence proving to all who see
To prove who has true dominion of a lovely soul like me.

A woman entangled in a world made by beaten men
I’ll help you escape by digging deeper into nothingness
But it’s hard when you push me away and not let me in
I’m believing the fact that I’m a loser because I know now I will never win

My heart is on the floor left to spoil day after day
No one is here to pick it up anymore
My life is on the cutting board having parts seared away
I’d cry if you would let me but my emotions push you away.

F*** you for not changing
F*** your need for things I can never achieve
F*** you for making me out like a child
F*** you for leaving yourself wild

F*** them for bringing me down
F*** them for making me the clown
F*** them for using my life
F*** them I hope they all fucking die

F*** me for feeling incomplete
F*** me for falling when I have to stand on my feet
F*** me for all the pain I have caused
F*** me please for I have broken your fucked up laws

It burns but I’m cold inside
I’m tired while I’m filled with rage inside
The hurt I feel when I know the pain is all lies
A wasted life I have when you tell me otherwise

I’m tired, end this life I live
Eyes closed, please bring me to a world with incentive
A world where people only have love to give
A world where people can forgive

No use now the dream is over
Silence draws near and death comes closer
Alone and cold is what I’m supposed to be
I finally found out that nobody loves a worthless piece of s*** like me…

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  • lorraine wood on Jul 12, 2009

    pravuil I liked it because of your 8th verse. Its the moment hope throws a lifeline. Lorraine Wood

  • Poetic Enigma on Jul 16, 2009

    This is a great poem, so full of emotion and depth

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