Pain, Anguish, Despair

She's sitting alone in the dark
No one to care for her,
No one to comfort her.

She sees memories of her past,
Haunting her
Until she breaks.

She sees no light,
To lead her out.

Whenever there is light,
A fork sticks outfor her to choose
Which road she wishes to follow
Yet she always chooses the wrong road
leading to darkness of pain, anguish and despair.

Why is she alone in this world?
Why is there no one along side her?
Why does she have to go through all this?

When people see her,
She is the opposite of what she is,
Climbing half-heartedly out of the dark
Letting people see her false smile and laughter
Is this why no one cares?
because she wishes everyone not to care?

This cold hearted fate she has,
Is unbearable beyond belief
Wishing to step into the light,
Yet always holding back,
Is this what people do in this world of ours?
Opening our arms wide to one another,
Only to catch their fall
And release them to ease the pain?

The girl sitting in the dark,
Will never come into the light,
Seeing how people are like,
Pain, Anguish, Despair
She goes through them all,
Because of people who kill all hope
For a better hope
Filling the earth with pain, anguish and despair
with no hope for a better tomorrow.

Sadness

Have you ever felt this?
It’s like your heart is crying without your brain
It’s like you sound if you’re crying
Whimpering on the side
You don’t eat or drink
ANYTHING!
How do you get rid of it?
How do you tell your heart to stop?
How do you tell your brain not to cry?

All these questions surround my heart
I act stupid
I sit in the dark thinking of everything
Love, hate, worries, school
Everything!
I want to stay sad
I want to be alone
I want to KILL myself.

The Hatched Egg

I’m a little chick,
Stuck in a shell,
Not ready to open
Not ready to go into the outside world.

I am scared, and I am frightened 
Of the world that I would soon enter,
Wishing to hide under the cracked shells of my life,
Wishing to run away from all the pains of society.

I wish not to live up to expectations of the world
But expectations and wants is what comes of this world,
It never changes, 
And I can never go back in time,
In order to correct wrongs and make better decisions for myself,
For the world is govern by the laws in which I must follow.

Though I have come out of my shell and finally living in this world,
Of expectations and changes,
There will always be this line that attaches me to my shell,
A shell full of sorrows, pains, despair and minimal happiness.

The string can never be detached,
I will always be held by the shell I once resided in,
But now I have been forced out,
The shell has been hatched,
Whatever comes about now, 
Depends on how I decide to live.

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