Changing my life has hitting me hard,
it seems more than i can bare,
without a notice the pain hits and leaves me helpless like a child,
Ripping, buldging, Bleeding skies make me remember what it was to live,
This gift i have is not one i can ever share.
Screams of pleasure turn to pain,
Screams of pain turns into the same,
needing nothing but everything at the same time,
this crule life is not olny mine.
I do not see any others like me,
I look all around but it is nothing i see,
Changing my life to fit this hell,
There is a differnce in living as well.
Someone once told me i should not complain,
that its my fault that everything i feel is the same,
No pleasure or pain do i feel anymore,
I just walk around still wanting more.
Crashing, burning, screaming out loud,
Walking around not being seen in the croud,
Is this the gift i was promised to be?
Changing my life was a mistake i now see.
Are you out there, can you still hear?
Come back to me or at least make it clear,
You made me then left me, what was the moral in that?
You left me as swift as a dropp of a hat.
Saddend tears run down my face,
every night leaving thier trace,
nothing caliming me down but one thought,
oh i wish my old life back and never to be bought.
Chaning my world from the way that is i am not sure can be done,
I have started it, the prosses has begun,
No one told me it would hurt this much,
Pain transfers into a stail emotion and such.
Changes that wreck my life i didnt now would be this bad,
Hoping for death to come by my own hand,
Stabing myself in a sense of pleasure,
Or do i do it for the changing measure.
Kiele Kane
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/change-13/
