(Itai)

Hurt. It's how I was feeling at the time, I was just pouring words out. Not really thinking about it much.

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I'm hurt.

Simply said, not too complicated,

it's just that,

I'm hurt.

 

Whatever I do and say, I just can't get out from the way I feel.

 

I feel alone.

 

My words, useless;

My actions, shot down.

 

It surprises me how you can do this.

It surprises me how I can't just

brush it off like everything else;

 

How your words

and your actions,

no matter how small and insignificant they are,

no matter how much I try not to care,

are like bullets ripping through my heart,

squeezing my lungs

and crushing my mind;

 

How no matter how hard I try,

tears begin to form,

my breath becomes short,

and I curl up into a ball on my bed weeping;

pleading with whoever hears me

to make the pain subside.

 

It hurts to say that I've cried over you too many times

and that I would do it over again if I had to;

that even after all you've put me through

I can't just throw in my towel

and tell you that I hate you,

because I don't;

 

Because I can't

 

You shoot me down,

then you pick me up again,

you shoot me down,

then pick me up again.

It's all too familiar to me now.

You take me on this emotional roller coaster ride,

through this labyrinth of feelings torn between love and hate.

 

Although hate is something I don't have.

 

I wish I could hate you.

I wish I could hate you.

I wish I could

I wish I could

I wish I could.

 

But I don't.

 

I can't.

 

Author's Note

I don't know, I just started writing it down because I needed to calm down. I needed to...well, vent.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Tis good to vent, to scream, punch a pillow, etc, etc, and if you can't express the feelings like those above to someone else, to share them by dilution ... then, writing is great and wonderful... you can even delete and begin again, or, somehow censure your own emotions.

I know, 'been/am sad and wretched tho' in a different way, and in the end, love remains even if it rides alongiside self-disenchantment, guilt or whatever.. it takes two to love and two to lose that love.

These are good words, words to be proud of: ' and tell you that I hate you, because I don't; Because I can't'

Take heart, be brave... smile.. give yourself a hug.

[Rainbowco]

Emotive write, overflowing the banks of the heart's sorrow.

[Ms Jessica Renee]

Venting is the best thing to do, it brings a power to your words. It is a wonderful piece of work even if the topic is that of pain and suffering. You have a way with words that I admire.

[LostCauze[:P]]

Just a constant spilling of strong emotions. Thats why i love to read, i can feel your thoughts and emotions as you write this. Not fully but to a close understanding reading level. I love how each topic of emotion becomes separated, which increases the effect of your poem. I love the constant spillings because i am able to feel your real emotions without the metaphors and the clever well thought out scheme. Because under all the literary skills put into a detailed poem, it is lacking the raw emotion it had when it was a constant river of emotional words. Keep writing.

[Jacky Bones]

fishie fishie
broken fist
a locked up wish
behind your eyes
a sparkle of water
to fill lungs
drain it qucik
before it leaves
turn your heart into stone
feel it burn so cold
what a complicated
way to say
that you had
enough

[Michael]

This is very powerful and has a honest feel to it, I guess that is because it poured out. You even include a nice simile for us to ponder.

I do see one small nit, roller coaster is two words.