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Personal Poems A storm in my head,
The winds of hell.
A blast of light,
Descending from clouds.
Burns the ground which it strikes.
Flames of a beast,
Destroying all those in its path.
All charred and burned.
A soul, battered and burning.
Earning to be held,
Cared and loved.
Yet filled with enough hate,
To harm those so close.
A breaking point has been reached,
And it has been passed.
All the strength goes to keeping it together,
Not doing anything rash.
Yet those around do not help.
Burning inside,
Lashing out to those who don't deserve it.
They can’t understand the pain I am in.
The torment that ravages me.
A fire in the eye.
Burning those in your way.
Scarring them with your hate.
A demon inside, that tries to get free.
To hold him back requires all the strength you possess.
To many times it breaks away,
And takes you with it,
For the ride.
You hate yourself, for hurting them.
You hate them, for hurting you.
You hate everyone, and everyone hates you.
A storm in my head, how to live, how to survive.
Trying to care for a broken soul,
And protect it before it is stolen by those who don't care.
No one notices, they all can't worry.
Why would anyone care...
A soft young man,
Raw from the treatment he receives.
Acts stronger and better then everyone else.
When inside he is small and scared.
Doesn’t know who to turn to,
Who would hold him and try to help.
Who would even understand?
Mistakes I have made,
Picked the wrong arms,
And hurt because of it.
A search that continues,
A storm in the mind,
Splitting your head,
Trying to mend your soul.
All it needs is someone who really cares,
To sit with, be there to help,
Just someone to talk to...
