Struggling

Every step is a huge effort. Every word hurts,

as they drop from my broken lips.

Agony remains pent up in my being,

because being honest is not an option.

Tears of pain, that I must hide. Bite my lip,

don’t let them see me cry. Self-hatred, black

and dark, so dark, digging deep into my soul.

I am trying to not drown, but no one is offering me

a hand up. People see me struggling, but offer no help.

3 replies
  1. les
    les says:

    Hi angelbob. Man….I really feel for you, my friend. I wish there was something I could do to alleviate your sorrow just a little bit or take your pain inside myself to give you relief. I’ll be here if you want to talk about it. Peace.

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