I've felt pain
That if you touch me all the glue I've pasted putting myself back together comes apart.
I've felt pain
Like my heartstrings are snapping and all the love I have inside me turns to hate.
I've felt pain
3 AM bawling my eyes out like a hurricane.
I've felt pain
Looking in my father's eyes seeing the hate knowing this man will never love me.
I've felt pain
Gripping my scalp until it burns , because these images are so loud. These thoughts in my head are so foul . Somebody please please get them the fuck out!
I've felt pain
Checking my phone watching seconds turn into minutes and minutes into hours. Of why can't he message me back.
I've felt pain
Doing my hair, fixing my face to an image that seems perfect waiting for a guy who never shows up.
I've felt pain
Studying for a test getting an A but still being unable to digest that yes you deserve that go celebrate. That your teacher didn't make a mistake you earned that.
I've felt pain
Watching someone I love slip out my life. Like what did I do wrong why didn't you say goodbye.
I've felt pain
That even I can't describe.
About the Creator
Samanta Morrison
I write the release these words floating around my mind like music.
I'm 18 from the islands of Jamaica.
I'm currently going to school for social work because , I'm so driven to help people but my first real passion will always be poetry.
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