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nobody loves me

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i wana scream to the rooftops,
tear at my head.
rip out my heart,
i wana be dead.
i cant trust anybody.
no promises are kept.
disapointment engulfs me,
and all i feel is depth,
in the hollowness inside me.
my core is all alone.
i draw away from people.
yet i dont want to be home.
no one will read this.
no one cares anyway.
cause noboddy loves me.
and i feel the love leaving me faster everyday.
its just how i feel lately
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happyhorseshoe303's avatar
no. I might not be you, but this poem is what I carry around every day. And it hurts. People say that words are words, just sound in the air, but they hurt as much as a punch or a blade. Worse, even, because at least with those you know where the hurt is and therefore how to fix it. This is different. People might not even know it, but everything they say is like spikes of glass all over their outsides, and even with any shields you might have the glass keeps coming. And it will feel like that all the time, and it will hurt. But the cuts will heal over, and scars will take their place, and scars won't be cut as easily as skin.You are going to find someone, something or someplace that makes you feel happy, if only for a little while. And if that someone or someplace or something makes you happy, never let it go. Things will get better. It's like siting at the bottom of a hole. You can't get out easily, but you can claw your way to the top. and when you do, you'll be in a better position than most people who are happy and take it for granted. you'll value it more. and that gives you power. never give up. ever.