All I do is hurt myself <br />My Family, My friends <br />The only way to save them now <br />Is the death at my own hand <br />Though no one cares about me now <br />For I hurt so much more. <br /> <br />I am not like the moon <br />I cannot heal <br />Once the meatiors have hit. <br /> <br />I do not wane and wax. <br /> <br />Between the coming months <br />I do not start a new begining <br />When the new moons up at night. <br /> <br />And all that comes from me is lies <br />Lies to my heart and to my body <br />Lies that people say <br />Only to make them feel good <br />Someone wants to help <br />But only to help himself <br />Thats all I see now. <br /> <br />Should I fall into my death <br />Yes? <br />No? <br />Maybe? <br /> <br />Who cares for me in all my life <br />I have no one at all <br />All thoughs years of being abused <br />All thoughs years of being left alone <br />Outside the circle looking in. <br /> <br />I think I am numb now <br />Cannot feel myself no longer <br />The devil has grabbed me <br />I am the devils spoun after all <br />I feel myself slipping away.............<br /><br />Jessica Kissner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/feelings-of-a-broken-heart/
