Myself Behind my wall I sit and stare At those people who say they care The problem I face is more the wall Than the people who fail to see me fall The wall that isn’t exactly real The wall of emotions I wish I didn’t feel I feel so hopeless, as the blood just pours I’ve forgotten how I felt before When sun shone down upon my life Before I discovered release in the knife So I stare through the wall, and cry as I do If only I’d find sanctuary in you To save me from the biggest hazard to me The hazard that just won’t let me be The hazard that stops me from reaching for help The hazard you see, is so clearly myself. I used to cut myself but that stage of my life is over now. this is a poem of the feeling i used to have. i have a few more poems if anyone is interested in reading them? just pm me
wow, it seems like you went through some hard times. I hope things are better for you. In poem I liked how you express so much. It's really good.
I feel you. Perhaps some of my posts in yoga and meditation would be of interest to you. Is the suffering we feel caused by us?
