War World Me

A friend once told me to try& talk& talk until they listen. Well I tried& now its like I dont even exist

Waking up isn't easy I admire the suns beauty, as I awake, but gazing up at it doesnt last forever

They wont leave me alone He doesn't like the way I look She doesn't like the way I behave They charge at me, fighting for either one of them to get first bruise on me

For a second I thought them two whom I blindly trusted, would actually help me, but they just stayed as still as stone

                      I run away as fast as I can& feel the tears fall one by one

I wasn't what they wanted I'm not what anyone wants

For my whole life I've been trying to fight I tried to tell them how I felt but they had more important things on their mind

I tried to find peace, hope& relief in drugs& alcohol but it just made things worse

There was nothing for me to hold on to

I was sliping away from memories away from my bed away from life

Scars haunt me they slither through my mind at any chance they get 

I cant help but cry& cry And realize I cant keep going on like this

I'm facing the facts& it hurts to know the truth:

The suffering will never stop

Love will not save me

No one will 

I'm tired of fighting this constant war

The truth is that my family is saying im a disgrace

I need to leave this place

Its eating my heart out& I don't want to stay to see the end of me...

Author's Note

It is what it is....

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

You see I see strength in this write. If you bought into their beliefs of you and the s**t that they spew towards you ..you would have given up.. you wouldn't be writing poetry to release the pain and sorrow.. You do the drugs and alcohol until it did take your life away..
So you see.. I see someone in their own personal power..saying to the uglies...that hey I am worthy..I am beautiful and I am fricking awesome..
You live your life for you.. the way you need it to be.. write down all the things that make you happy.. and start there ..soon the the pain and suffering will shrink once they all see walking your walk and not worrying about what they all think...xx

[Coyote Poetry]

We gain wisdom when we don't give a damn. Sometime best to smile and hold silence. Sometime silence scare the attacker. A lot of bad situation in the poem. You are right. A good change of scenery would be helpful. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Sirajudin Matin]

Sometimes it feels as though we are already in the belly of the Leviathan, I think Lily is correct though, keep writing it will protect you as much as it can; mentally at least. Remember always that you are a worthy and beautiful person and never lose sight of your will and constantly strive to make your dreams a reality no matter what they are. Continue to refine your art and define your style. Drugs shouldn't be used dependently; I wouldn't even humor it. You probably do need to get away from them; some situations just don't improve. When you are in a better situation try and remember the pain and the unjust treatment they gave you; take that and make a mold for yourself so that you don't repeat those actions on others. At least those are my feeling on this.