a short poem of how I feel sometimes. |
Everyone says "you'll be ok, smile you'll be fine" I can't explain how I feel or what's goin through my mind. seems like everyone wants a part of me, but can't seem to understand. sometimes I feel I'm spread so thin, as small as a grain of sand. I'm supposed to be strong ,and hold my head up high, and I do this every single day... and try not to cry. I know that what I'm doing is right ,and loved so true by all. but even when I stand up straight, Still I feel so small. At night and sometimes in the day,I just feel I disappear. the words "a ghost in this house" has never been so clear. unless they want a piece of me ,I feel I don't exist. true or not the feelings there, another on my list. I know that I will be ok and i know that I will smile, I know that it won't happen today and that it will take awhile. What I know right now,is not the problem here . what I feel every night are all my wretched fears. I've never been alone like this and even though I'm not. I feel so very alone and just wishin it would stop. now when I think clearer and the night turns to a new day, I lift my head and smile and even laugh and play. All these things I know but the ghost just doesn't rest, I'm a ghost in this house and I'll try to do my best, to exorcise it out and send it on it's way, and get myself from point A to B and keep trying day to day. I don't expect anyone to understand just bare with me all I ask. let me lean and vent alot and I'll put behind my past. Please don't worry I'll make it , somehow I always do. and to the ones who love me most ...just know I love you too. written by Yvette 09/05/07 |