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Whimper without tears
It hurts when you have friends you don't think you can trust
It hurts when you can’t be with that exceptional someone that you think about so much
It hurts when you loose a treasured one that was constantly there for you when you need them
It hurts when you know someone that persistently back stabs and you play it off by maintaining your Cool
It’s a pain without marks
It’s a whimper without tears
It’s resentment without expression
It’s a bad surrounding when no one is near
It hurts when your father never tells you that he loves you
But is quick to buy you something to put a smile on your face
Knowing deep down inside that money don’t buy love
Just lie in my bed and cry thinking was I really a mistake
Of course life isn’t perfect
But I didn’t propose for it to be this way
What should I do to make things better?
Sometimes talking doesn’t do anything but having me wait for another year in May.
My birthday
Another year gone past and shit is still the same
Nothing as been fixed the same things sustains
Yes there has been a small build up
In the future I wonder what from my list will remain.
I’m asking anyone that cares for advice because I’m in so much pain.
Andrina,
I hope you are doing much better than when you wrote/posted this poem a year ago. Life is tough, but what doesn't kill us only makes us better stronger more determined women. Thank you for sharing and for posting this poem.
Peace & love,
Shaketa