Apro: Poems

Jan 2019 · 1.3k

Why.

Apro Jan 2019

Why.

Why do I feel this way?
Why can’t you just get out of my head?
Why can’t I stop thinking?
Why do I still miss you?
Why can’t I do anything?
Why can’t I just live a good life?
Why can’t I find anyone?
Why does no one care about me?
Why does my life matter?
Why did You do what you did?
Why did I do nothing about it?
Why do I suffer?
Why did I just let you walk away?
Why can I still remember that day?
Why can’t I be happy?
Why can’t I be loved?
Why Do I Have To Keep On Living?

Jan 2019 · 174

Help Me. Please

Apro Jan 2019

Help Me. Please

Happiness is everywhere. It goes to people who deserve it. I see it everywhere. In peoples faces, their actions and the way they talk. But why can’t I be happy. Why does it have to be like a storm that goes around a town or a city. How do people do it? How do people find someone that makes them happy? And then hold onto them. What do they have that I don’t? A will to live, self-esteem, someone that loves and cares about them. Why can’t I be happy?

Please

#pleasehelpme

Jan 2019 · 221

Circles.

Apro Jan 2019

Circles.

Why do I do this to myself? Why do me and everyone around me love people that treat them horribly? And when we get hurt, why do we act like we didn’t know was going to happen? I just want to be happy. Is that too much to ask for? It’s all I want. But I know I’ll never be. What shout I do?

I feel like I'm running in circles screaming my head off but no one is listing or even willing to help. I need someone to talk to.

#talktome

Jan 2019 · 331

043017.

Apro Jan 2019

043017.

I’m lost, and I feel like I can’t be found. I don’t know what I should do. I don’t know if I should listen to my friends giving me advice or just ignore it. I’m hurt. Physically, mentally and emotionally. I can still remember that day in April, your eyes, so full of happiness. Your smile was so perfect. It still is. You were so beautiful. To me you were perfect. I remember the last day. The feelings in the air. I still feel that way if not worse. I know I hurt you more then you hurt me, and I know I can’t do anything to fix it and now I’m worthless and I don’t know anymore,
The worse part is that I know no one is looking for me anymore. And it’s okay too. Cause I know that deep down, I’ll never be found.

I hate spring because of you,

#imokay

Jan 2019 · 556

I Forget.

Apro Jan 2019

I Forget.

I forget what it feels like to be happy.
I forget what it feels like to be loved.
I forget what it feels like to love.
I forget what it feels like to love myself.
I forget what it feels like to be able to make someone happy.
I forget what life was like with you.
I forget what life was without you.
I forget what it feels like to trust.
I forget what it feels like to be open.
I forget what it feels like to be pain free.
I forget a lot,
But I cant forget you.

#depression

Jan 2019 · 124

The Rain

Apro Jan 2019

The Rain

I don’t mind the rain. What’s the point? I’m so use to the fact that I’m going to get hurt. But I still put myself in the situations. I wish I could take all my pain away and put it towards something else. But me being me, I put others before me. I would rather take the pain away from the ones I love and for me to take it and deal with it, so they don’t have to. There’s this “hole” in me. It hurts like hell when it’s empty but as soon as its “filled” it ripped out. I want to forget…I don’t care how. I just need to forget you.

Why me.

Jan 2019 · 135

It's no stranger.

Apro Jan 2019

It's no stranger.

I love you. I know love is just a pointless emotion in the universe that is being consumed by a black hole, but why not try being happy for once. And if it doesn’t work out, then its okay. Pain is no stranger to me. It holds me when I need it most, but for the mean time I just want to make you happy. You will be my #1 priority over my family, over me. I will do anything I can do to make you happy.

Is it bad that I forget what it feels like to be happy?

Jan 2019 · 179

Pointless Wishes

Apro Jan 2019

Pointless Wishes

I wish I never met you. I wish that day never happened. I wish I never said I love you. That’s the hardest thing about it. It’s extremely hard just to forget about someone you loved for so long. And so much… I feel so abused and misused. Everything I did for you. Everything I got you was just to make you happy. And you just threw it away and gave it to someone else. I was in love with you. I wish I can forget you. I wish I can fly.

I'm Okay

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