i can tell you how much i hate my life,
and still you would not understand my stuggles,
everyday i find myself in a place i don't like,
and can't seem to excape,
i wonder when i can find peace,
just to live my life,
to enjoy it like i use to,
but now it became hard,
my cloulds are gray,
with lots of rain,
and it seems like nobody even cares,
when i scream at the tops of my lungs,
it's like nobody hears,
they missing what's in front,
without knowing how to help,
it's like i'm trapped in a place,
i don't want to go,
but, nobody knows how to help,
lost and confused,
where my only option,
seems to be suicide,
but so many questions left remaining,
whether it be about my family,
and others i leave behind,
without a reason of my absance,
just a broken heart and anger,
into why i did it,
why i take the easy way out,
without getting help?
to me, my only question is,
what would they do?
it seems as if nobody can understand,
let alone find a way to help,
so my last question is,
why not do it,
everything else seem to already fail?
Copyright © 2009
11-18-09
mona martinez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/will-you-be-able-to-understand-my-last-option-or-just-tell-me-i-m-wrong/
