I look out the window and see the world.
I ask myself, "Is life worth living?"
The loneliness, depression, heartache and pain
Are all presents I'm used to receiving.
I'm sick of being alone all of the time.
I want someone there who I can talk to.
I'm sick of trying and I'm sick of crying.
What in this hell am I supposed to do?
Am I supposed to keep on looking?
Wasting time and shattering dreams?
Or do I look in another direction?
It's so much harder than it seems.
How much longer can I handle rejection?
Stupidity allows me to fall again.
All I want is the same in return
But gambling teaches us that we can't win.
I look out the window and see the world.
I hope to find the answers out there.
All I see is couples expressing affection.
I realize that no one will ever care.
I turn away and start to cry.
Of course no one is there to wipe my tears.
They fall down my cheek. Salt gets in my mouth.
It's time to annihilate my fears.
I'm not trying to appear weak,
It's just my heart can only be stabbed so much.
All I ask is for a painless affection.
I hunger for another's touch.
I realize it's all a waste of time.
I can't keep on living this way.
I guess I'm asking for too much.
I'd give anything to have the pain go away.
I jump out the window, and see the world.
I wish someone was here to relate.
As I fall I notice the wind wipes my tears.
I don't want to die but I guess it's too late.
1997
Such a lonely, sad poem but all so well expressed. I hope you NEVER feel like this again, JAn. x
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