Limits

this was after a fight and then haveing do listen to someone else brake down in front of me

People push me to my limits

They don’t even know how much they hurt me

They can never see just what they have done

All this hate that has built up inside of me burns

The fires get stronger with every passing day

Everyone thinks I can just be a calm person everyday

Not even stopping to think

Wait? Maybe he isn’t a god

Just maybe he will brake

Everyone thinks they can just dump all their crap on me

Has anyone ever stopped to think of what I thought?

No one has ever just stop to think that maybe Mathew needs to vent

Everyone is so wrapped up in their own s**t that they don’t care if I break

Does anyone ever stop to see that maybe I don’t want to know?

Does anyone ever stop to see that just maybe I don’t care?

Why is it that I have to play the good friend?

Why do I have to be the person to be quiet and listen?

Does anyone ever want to listen to me?

To see that just maybe I want to be heard

But instead they lay their hands on me

But instead they see that oh wait it’s time to be mad and hurt someone

Not caring that I walk away with tears on the edge of my eyes

No one cares why can’t I just be left alone?

Reviews

[RonnieBreight]

OH MY. I feel like this. Exactly. I'm not sure if I can say I know what you were feeling at the time that you wrote this, but this sure matches my feelings. Also, this is really weird, because I usually am like a spelling maniac, but for me I like that words are misspelled in this. Because it gives more to the passion, like you were so angry and sick of everything when you wrote this that it's pure passion. It's not edited at all to fit society's view of what is "poetry". It's simply you.
It's gorgeous. And hopefully someday all those people will realize that psychiatrists are here for a reason and they shouldn't treat their friends like dirt. Beautifully written. :).

[Nicole]

Wow. Sounds like you were really ticked off here!

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. people are pests who are into pestering ... we have to find the exceptions ... until then, it's pretty much a nightmare ... you write brilliantly and express precisely ...

[Ralphy]

You know I felt this feeling many times in my life. I think most of us feel this way...where is that someone that will listen to my concerns as I do theirs. I remember asking that same question "do they really think I am immoral to listen to all there stuff without somehow reaching my own breaking point. Yeah Mathew, I think I know this feeling quite well and I thank Just Plain Me for sharing this write with me...well I think 4 people are listening....ralphy

[Kelley]

This was a great poem and I get to feeling this way my self every now and then.
Keep your chin up Matthew and things will get better.

Thanks for sharing.

Kelley

[Just Plain Me]

Seee? Told you they're really good hun.

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

Everyone needs someone to listen them...just speak what u think and feel dont worry about what they think. People dont know what goes on in others heads so you gotta tell em before they can try and understand ( i should really listen to meself once in awhile XD lol )
Great poem by the way