Terror
poem by:
Alli Steward
Written
on Jan 05, 2014
I point my head towards the sky, Pretend that i'm okay. But what nobody knows is my life feels so far away I feel no soul inside of my heart, Nothing gives me hope anymore, This life to me is dismay Its hard to think what i tried and didn't succeed The pills in my stomach must agree with me But nobody will know because it didn't kill me. For some reason god wants me to bleed why god why why do this to me. I know we all have life expectancy but why god why why pick on Me. My body is filled with plentiful cuts Yet nobody cares to see. I look at myself in the mirror, I see terror in me.
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Peter Duggan commented:
This is a sad,sad poem, but you wrote down your feelings so well, I enjoyed reading this. I hope your life gets better soon....Peter
Mushobozi Baitani
commented:
This is deep, captivating..its awesome....would you mind if I used your title and wrote another version of this..I feel inspired
