Help

by Riser   Feb 17, 2007


Do you know how much it hurts
to look into your eyes,
and see that life of pain
you cover up with lies?

it hurts to think
of how they treated you,
and that time we got suspended
you told me they still do.

I'm tryin real hard
to be the best friend i can,
just know im right behind you
holding you up when u cant stand.

Mis-used, mis-treated,
bruised and broken-
the scars on your arms
are the words you've not spoken

you need to talk
or one day it'll all come back,
you have a lot of stuff built up
and u continue to stack.

I know it hurts;
i've been through a lot too,
But you gotta let it go
or it's gonna continue to hurt you.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Bethany

    Whoa. i love it. its soo deep!

  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    Wow this poem hit me harder than any of the wordds that my friends have tried to say to me that is similar to this poem, thank you