While, true joy is forever,
My happiness comes never.
While those around all seem to be,
I guess that life's just not for me.
Since everyone knows me too well,
Since I've made lives a living hell.
It's much to hard to live and be,
To live this life is killing me.
My ever-present, constant fear,
Of being trapped forever here.
I hope and dream to get away,
I live my life for that one day
I must escape, I must get out,
I say this and I have no doubt,
That if to live means staying here,
Then my life's end will soon be near.
I can't take this deaf'ning silence.
Don't know how to react but violence.
I cannot stand, I cannot be.
Don't have the strength to just be me.
-Lo Ruhamah
wow, this is a really really good poem! i really love the rhyme scheme you used and the different choice of words for it. this is the first poem i've ever read from you, but i think i'll stop by the others and take a look. i hope that this poem doesn't really reflect your true feelings, but if so i hope you do "escape" whatever it is that is making you feel this way. Love to you
Dee