*MYSELF*
Standing in a crowd screaming,
Screaming high but no one seems to hear,
And if they do, they only hear a small piece,
They don't feel the pain
They don't see the hopelessness,
How can't they see me?
See me begging,
Begging to be saved from myself.
I am running,
Running from the past,
Everyone always saying its just the past and that the past can no longer haunt me,
But its destroying me,
Bringing me down
I keep feeling I am always worthless,
No matter how hard I try the past will always be chained to me,
I am a prisoner to my past.
I hear a voice,
A voice telling me to get over it,
That its not that bad.
How would they know what I have been though?
How could they understand what its like?
What its like to be abandoned,
What its like to not be wanted,
How do they know what its like to be forgotten?
Forgotten by someone dear to me
Then they say that I'm better off,
Better off without them
How can I be better off when I'm the one carrying his shame?
They don't understand what it is like to wear a mask,
A mask that never comes off ,
While everyone around me is happy
I am stuck behind a mask,
A mask built out of shame,
Out of pain and out of exhaustion.
This mask that hides what I am really feeling,
This mask that with every hour of everyday it seems to grow heavier and heavier,
An emotional weight that no one understands
And no one will ever see beneath it,
No one knows how wrecked I really am inside,
No one will see the hatred that I have,
The hatred that I have for myself
The hatred that I have for my past
No will save me,
How can someone save me when they cannot see me?
I need to be saved,
Saved from myself
Because I cannot fight this battle any longer,
The weight is too heavy,
And it only ever grows.
The hatred that I feel towards myself,
It only grows
Day after day I seem to hate myself more and more,
When will someone come and save me?
Save me from myself.
Dear Sisters,
This is a new month and new week.
Decide to drop everything that will seems to weigh you down
You need to constantly tell yourself
You are not alone,
So don't fight the battle alone
Don't deal with it alone
God is with you
Talk to Him,
Let him help you with your burden,
Grief,
Hatred ,etc
I know you are strong but,
You still need Him
Happy New Month
*Alokan Temilade Victoria*
*Light Lamp*
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