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Jun 2015
Trapped in a world that doesn't care
sometimes I surprised someone actually gave a **** to get me here.
but that's neither here nor there.
Ever since I got here, people wishing I would disappear.
like I asked for the directions that got me here.

To be honest,
I never asked to be here,
sometimes I don't want to be.
and the people that did me the favor,
do me a favor --
and don't do me no favors.
the worse part of you;
are my worse behaviors.

Stuck in this **** hole,
that's why I act like an *******.
the blood in these veins churning cold.

Trying hard not to fold
The odds against me;
even these jokers -- getting old.
just playing it the best  I can --
even that is starting to get old.

i'm not happy or sad
my emotions change so much
even I -- don't even know.
I get hurt and it don't even show.
this dark corner of my mind
looks like a place we all know.
Just thoughts, nothing more. They come and they go, sometimes its good to capture them for others to experience. No matter what we feel, we are never alone. No matter how dark the place -- embrace the moment and allow it to pass.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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   emma jane and Nicole Dawn
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