Changing my life has hitting me hard, <br />it seems more than i can bare, <br />without a notice the pain hits and leaves me helpless like a child, <br />Ripping, buldging, Bleeding skies make me remember what it was to live, <br />This gift i have is not one i can ever share. <br />Screams of pleasure turn to pain, <br />Screams of pain turns into the same, <br />needing nothing but everything at the same time, <br />this crule life is not olny mine. <br />I do not see any others like me, <br />I look all around but it is nothing i see, <br />Changing my life to fit this hell, <br />There is a differnce in living as well. <br />Someone once told me i should not complain, <br />that its my fault that everything i feel is the same, <br />No pleasure or pain do i feel anymore, <br />I just walk around still wanting more. <br />Crashing, burning, screaming out loud, <br />Walking around not being seen in the croud, <br />Is this the gift i was promised to be? <br />Changing my life was a mistake i now see. <br />Are you out there, can you still hear? <br />Come back to me or at least make it clear, <br />You made me then left me, what was the moral in that? <br />You left me as swift as a dropp of a hat. <br />Saddend tears run down my face, <br />every night leaving thier trace, <br />nothing caliming me down but one thought, <br />oh i wish my old life back and never to be bought. <br />Chaning my world from the way that is i am not sure can be done, <br />I have started it, the prosses has begun, <br />No one told me it would hurt this much, <br />Pain transfers into a stail emotion and such. <br />Changes that wreck my life i didnt now would be this bad, <br />Hoping for death to come by my own hand, <br />Stabing myself in a sense of pleasure, <br />Or do i do it for the changing measure.<br /><br />Kiele Kane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/change-13/
