I feel the pain, <br />the sorrow, <br />the sadness, <br />all around me. <br />It grows <br />and overcomes me <br />after I get the memories <br />back again; <br />the one's I've tried so hard <br />to keep out. <br />Why don't they stop? <br />Now I feel the hate, <br />the anger she gives me. <br />It hurts to see others <br />around me, <br />for them to be happy with their life, <br />for my own friends to never know <br />everything I've ever gone through, <br />emotionally and physically <br />and I hope they never do. <br />This type of pain just makes you want <br />to slit your wrist and watch the blood pour out; <br />to watch the world crumble all around you <br />and then you finally, <br />slowly, <br />end the pain and sorrow and hatred. <br />That's what she did to me. <br />She watched me, <br />as I killed myself on the inside <br />and she laughed in my face. <br />As if she didn't care I was dying, <br />like I never mattered to her, ever. <br /> <br />She drained my life out of me <br />and told me to keep moving <br />and to stay happy <br />so she could have a better life. <br />Well, what about me? ! <br />Am I allowed to have a life that's happy, <br />a life that's full of joy, <br />a life that I can call my own, <br />a life where I don't have to wait on you hand and foot? ! <br />Don't I deserve just that much? ! <br /> <br />I swear on my life, <br />if I ever saw her again, <br />I would rip her throat out <br />and gladly watch her suffer. <br /> <br />Maybe, someday. <br /> <br />Until then.<br /><br />Tofur Damico<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/deserve/
