I don’t think sinners in hell
can feel the pain I feel now
I don’t think love exists for me
I constantly ask myself why? Or how?
Sink me lower please
Bury my happiness with me
What shifted?
My love and our baby
couldn’t keep you lifted
I have your seed
Sex and drugs are all you need
not caring it makes my heart bleed
Can you picture bright skies still?
I can’t and probably never will
We almost had something normal
come out of our broken lives
Some real love in a family
I would have made a great wife
All I have now is this unwelcoming pain
what a damn shame
I have the love from my growing child
That I know for sure
I will always believe there is love for me
God! There’s got to be something more
I’m not someone’s trash they threw away
real love will come back
and find it’s way….
Someday
Poetry
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Real love is really sneaky sometimes, coming up when you least expect it. Love your poem and the emotion behind it. It’s hard to stay positive sometimes, especially during the lows in life, but your outlook on something can change so much. I appreciate that you shared this with people like me.
You’re very welcome. Real neglect and hurt should always be freed from the soul somehow. I’ve found that in writing
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I am so sorry I just seen this post! I am very honored and excited ! Thank you noaheducation!
Everything was blurred back then. A family with you was all I wanted, but now everything is in the light all I want is to spend time with my boy but it’s the same EXACT games as back then