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Apr 2019
Alone in my corner, no words to say
No one to talk to, no words I say
No one to turn to, without energy I can’t
I have no regrets, none at all
I just know too much people, I do.

The essence of friendship is uncertainty to me,
I can change myself with the power within,
I always wonder,
How it feels, not to speak;
Even just for a day, I want to feel.

I talk, I listen; I eat
But too much I speak
No matter how I try, I can’t stop talking
I turn to God, but didn’t wait for an answer
To be a thespian, I can’t
That’s the reason for my speech.

Hurt, hurt; hurt
Pain, pain; pain
All I feel is hurt and pain,
I do forgive but can’t forget.

I’ll just love me and do me,
No one to hurt me
No one to say to me;
Sshh, you talk too much
Oh, I hate the feeling of such,
Endless pain
Endless hurt
God please help me from this ache.
I wrote this today because of the things that were said and it hurt me; but still I rise!
Jorge
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Jorge  19/M/Jamaica
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