Hurting still
posted on April 19, 2009 in Poetry/Prose with 2 Comments
Leaving behind my many wheels of fateI sit in my room with the windows closed
I wonder as I look in the the mirror
watching my reflection shine back at me.
I see the hurt coming from my skin
as it seeps out of my veins.
Hurting still I just don’t understand.
May people help me or should I
listen for my own understanding.
An understanding to the way
life ought to be or should be or
just plain can be. I need to
live a certain journey to my attempt
to be myself.
It is the only way to my sense of
understanding the hurting still.
[this is something for anybody to think about how they can understand.]
OUT, J
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I can only imagine what’s eating away at you, but whatever it is, I hope it passes away soon.
Best wishes
Oh, Jason, I feel that I have been there, and that I am still there.