Anger runs

Through my Body

Like

A river of

Red hot lava.

It covers

My world with

Grey-black ash.

I try so hard

To be positive.

To give others

The benefit

Of a doubt.

My heart

Wants to

Believe

what others

Tell me,

But I am

Faced with

Their actions.

I see reality

For what it is.

I am faced

With a dilemma

I no longer have

The ability

To resolve.

Do I give up

Or accept

I am

Not cherished?

That I should

Be content

With the crumbs

Tossed to me

Like a beggar

On the street?

One who knows

With sadness

And despair

That love and

Hope had died

The moment

I was born.

That destiny

Decreed

This was

My lot

In life.

Or do I learn

To accept

Life is full

Of Imperfections

And disappointments?

If so,

Reach out

And grab

My hand.

Lift me out

Of this hole

I’m in.

I need strength

To lean upon

For I am weary

And in pain.

I have lost

The will to

Struggle on.

Help me

Release

The

tears inside

I have not cried.

Yu/stan/kema.