4/17/02
My body’s thrashing
And I’m screaming
Because I’m so confused
And I can’t even understand
Myself anymore
The only one I’ve ever hated
Is the only one I’ve ever loved
And I’m so much more confused
Than you could ever know
My mind enjoys
This body’s suffering
But this body isn’t mine
It acts upon it’s own accord
When I’m as lost as always
Oh to be in such agony that feels as if it will never end. I pray this is a poem about the past on not what you are currently going through. Regardless, you've put it so plainly what suffering is, and my heart and prayers go out to you.
This sounds so serious. i'm saddened! Hopefully it remains just writing.
one love Corey & co
this is fantastic well done :)
Your poem intrigues me... I am bi-polar and what you just wrote about is what I deal with every day.
This poem captures two elements - darkness because of what you felt to write this and light - because you had the guts to write it and publish it for the world to view.
Sometimes we have to express how we really feel. You've done this very well.