confusion fills my head, desperation and extreme dread making me almost wish i were dead. relife felt through a knife bleeding away the filth in my life. crying myself to sleep at night with thoughts full of painful fright. what would the say if they knew me this way. waiting for the blood below praying for it's precious flow. never again will i share myslef with careless men. pleace oh pleace have mercy on me, i am on my knees. how much i crave for a helping hand but none can me seen from where i stand. all these tears symbolize all my fears. a deep stress i can feel beyond my breast, in my heart i feel i have fallen completly apart.
To the poem, I'm sorry your world is so upsetting right now. Life presents itself with two choices, to either be happy or misserable. Out of happy or misserable, happy seems an opption that is worth living for. Or at least that will probably be a better opption in not ending up at a psychiatric ward. In order to find happiness, take the first step to move on to a better tommorow. Try a deep breath. If the air around you stinks, find a better location and try again. You have fallen completly apart? Guess what, you were still together to write that. Don't forget that, you are still here. Because your here, you are still able to gain control of the situation. Stay strong, because you currently are. If you cannot be happy, just can't do it, try content. Things don't have to be completly well for them to be ok. Peace be well.
