I don't know what to do.
I want only him.
No one understands.
But he is who I chose.
If it wasn't for him.
I wouldn't be.
Nor would I be his queen.
He is my pride and joy.
But to others he is just a boy.
I feel lost.
Now all I think is negative thoughts.
Being lost does not feel good.
I feel like I'm in a empty neighborhood.
There is nothing but the wind blowing.
My heart is so cold.
I can feel it dying slowly.
It is all on me.
So I must be the one to take the blame.
I feel so much shame.
I must be isolated and contained.
If none of it ever happened.
It would never have came.
I am so lost.
I feel like I am being tossed.
Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 10:02 AM UTC
I don't know what to do.
I want only him.
No one understands.
But he is who I chose.
If it wasn't for him.
I wouldn't be.
Nor would I be his queen.
He is my pride and joy.
But to others he is just a boy.
I feel lost.
Now all I think is negative thoughts.
Being lost does not feel good.
I feel like I'm in a empty neighborhood.
There is nothing but the wind blowing.
My heart is so cold.
I can feel it dying slowly.
It is all on me.
So I must be the one to take the blame.
I feel so much shame.
I must be isolated and contained.
If none of it ever happened.
It would never have came.
I am so lost.
I feel like I am being tossed.
This is a poem written by me and my best friend Brianna. I want to thank her and her sister for helping me overcome as many obstacles as they could.