No one will truly know, by Jameela Subscribe to rss feed for Jameela

I speak through my writing
yet no one hears my silent cries 
I try to be strong and not become overcome by my sadness  
when I feel there is a war inside me that rips me apart 
A war not of this world but of the spirit and a broken
heart
I have tried so hard and fought all my life to keep anyone
from seeing my pain
Now when I need help......
no one can hear my screams
I cry myself to sleep only to awake crying again 
And a voice not strong yet is telling me to take my life
I fear if I don't heal ,it will take control  
My mouth is useless because I fear peoples thoughts of me 
So I don't dare raise my head and look into there confident
eyes 
And ask them to help me save my own life 
How can I ask such a thing I am nothing and will forever be
nothing 
That voice is becoming stronger and I am losing my will to
fight 
Help me, save me from myself 
Posted: 2010-07-16 02:15:08 UTC

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2010-08-03 19:47:52LostSoul
Be strong...we all feel like this sometimes, but things will work out...fight through it...wonderfully expressed poem