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Stevenk
Poems
Jan 2018
The Struggle is real
My pain is overwhelming and it taunts me every day,
I try to push through it but it always decides to stay.
It keeps me alone and worried that this is how life will be
But only if I make it through and at this point it is hard to see.
It drags me down and beats me and spits on me while I’m down
But you wonder why I never smile and always choose to frown.
I’ve done the best I can do and yet it’s not enough
I’m shackled in this prison felling pretty rough.
I look to others for assistance as I extend my hand
But all they have are shallow words that are difficult to stand
No it’s not their fault as I’m sure they do their best
But how far would I go if I seen you failing on your test.
There would be no limits or boundaries I wouldn’t cross
To ensure your freedom from your pain regardless of the cost.
So forgive me if it seems that I am no longer doing my best
But I’m in the middle of a battle that will result in either life or death.
Why won’t anyone help me as I fall deeper down this hole?
Someone to reach out and catch me
Someone to help me save my soul.
I’m sorry for not being the man I used to be
But my pain is overwhelming it’s difficult for you to see.
Just because you don't see it doesnt mean its not there.
I cry out asking how this could be fair.
Can someone please help me unlock this door from hell
Or just continue to sit there and wish me a farewell
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