living hell

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living hell

I stare into a mirror and take a good look
my green eyes are huge and filled with tears
I think about myself and who I am
and then return all my fears.
My mind wonders back into the past
I think about where I've been
Things that I shouldn't have done
And things that I shouldn't have seen
Wondering why I do things to myself
And why I feel so bad and confused
Then I think back and remember
That I was badly used
I treat myself with disrespect
I hurt myself everyday
I hate who I have become
I would change every single day
As I stand here and think hours fly past me
Days sometimes as well
And then I realize, I’m living a life in hell
Angela Marie Cooley
Copyright ©2008 Angela Marie Cooley

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lonewolf commented on living hell

04-25-2009

very nice but sad poem

Phoenix9 commented on living hell

01-01-2009

very nicely done, regret is a terrible thing

Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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