I have so many blocked up feelings that this poem can help me release. My soul has been in constant war ever since I left my old school. I lost contact with my friends, family members, and someone really special to me. I thought I was strong, but the world proved me wrong time after time. My soul has taken embrassment, insults, neglect, hate, anger, depression and so many more phases at once. My soul had been beat up, trampled on, kicked around, and stabbed way too many times to count in one year. I lost so much I fell into a shell that I'm not even sure I can recover from. I tried to connect with others to ease my pain and sorrow, but as expected it made things worse. I'm starting to think all people are the same. My heart and soul can't take anymore. Thoughts would come of death and evil. I don't know what to do now. I have taken the final blow to my soul and it's time for it to rest in peace. I have given my soul a funeral and this is my eulogy to it.