Last Resort

self explanitory

Left and forsaken

damned down straight to hell

these tears are streaming down my face

longing to feel well

 

my moods are ever changing

fickle as a flame

different feeling everyday

nothing all the same

 

lonely as a widow

with not even kids to love

even he who's "full of grace"

looks with distain form above

 

I'm trying my best

but coming up short

no matter how much I try not to

cutting is my last resort

Reviews

[Hopless]

I love this poem as a cutter i bevelive you have captured what it feels like to not have any where else to turn

[I Am Svetlana]

Indeed, cutting is a serious issue, but we use it as a form us escape. It is one idea and feeling that no one will understand unless they've experienced it personally. We are bleeding out the lost emotion we don't dare to show people...the bottled up pain...we are letting it out and god, it feels wonderful. But in the end, we have marks to prove to ourselves that we made it and that we are still here in thsi world....meant for someone, to be there for someone. Whether you believe it or not, a lot of people care about you...love you...it's hard to see, but it's true.

[Coyote Poetry]

Good to be able to read your poetry again. A very strong poem. Pain and sadness can lead us to bad places. I go to my pen and paper to release my bad energy. A sad ending to a very good poem.
Coyote