Blind Side ((December 4th, 2010))

I hate how no matter how much I drink
My lips are still chapped
Still crack
Still bleed.

I hate how no matter how much I eat
My stomach still feels empty
Still growls
Still craves.

I hate how no matter how much I read
My mind still feels lost
Still searching
Still shouts.

I hate how no matter how much I speak
My words still seem pointless
Still jumbled
Still unheard.

I hate how no matter how much I cry
My heart still feels sadness
Still hurting
Still heavy.

I hate how no matter how much I tell
My journey still is lonely
Still abandoned
Still alone.

I hate how no matter how much I try
My surrounders still seem to think it's not enough
Still judging
Still striving.

I hate how no matter how much I yell
My life still get's worse
Still screaming
Still dying.

I hate how no matter how much I forgive
My friends stil lie
Still cheat
Still deceive.

I hate how no matter how much I care
My peers still don't trust me
Still secretive
Still scared.

((This is my life the emptiness inside, the pain and the strife. I'm tired of hearing "I'm sorry"s from those who are never there....))