my world of pain

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    my world of pain

    This is a poem about my pain. Its not for prosper or for gain.It just my feelings deep within. And how i wish i had a friend.Id tell them all about my life. And how i came to be your wife.How heartach seems to follow me.and loneliness wont let me be.This constant ach i feel inside, that makes me want to run and hide. What is it im running from? Could it be guilt,for what ive done?Ive asked forgiveness for my sins to ease my troubled soul.For that is why he died for us, so many years ago.But still i feel this heartach just burning in my chest.A constant fear of failier, cause ive done give my best.I mess up everything i do. My mind is constantly on you.Another marrage up in smoke, someone pass another toke. All day long i set and cry , Thats why i turn to gettin high.Im so lonely everyday.And im depressed in every way.What did i do, so wrong to you, to make your heart so cold? This he loves me, He loves me not is getting kind of old. And i cant go on with my life, im stuck here in this pit. With i love you, you fucking bitch, we both know its bull shit. A marrage of conveniance, what happened to our vows? My soul mate, My partner, Its all over now.I say that cause the magic, Its not there anymore Your desire to love me has, has gone rite out the door.In your heart you love me because im the mother of your son. Its always been about control, its not over till you've won.

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    katrinaLeAnn commented on my world of pain

    12-02-2009

    i really like this one momma..it shows your deepest emotions thoose are the good ones...im glad your finally happy and i wish all the the love you always deserved yet never recieved...

    missbaby commented on my world of pain

    11-22-2009

    I love this one also, feelings from the heart,Isn't It wonderfull that life can change in the blink of an eye,Great writting,

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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