Why try

I can't imagine a Time when everything was absolutely right.
When I looked forward to waking up the next day.
When I actually slept through the night .
When I finnaly felt at peace that everything is going to be alright.
When all of a sudden my dreams and Hope's Β and strengths are gone forever.
All I want to do is scream please someone tell me it's all a dream.
When you wake up in the morning to realize it's reality you try to fight the finality you just need a bit of normality.
Try not to think of why all you do is cry.
You try to be angry with the ones that hurt you but you just end up being angry with yourself.
Why didn't I stay at home that day why can't everything ever go my way.
I crawl out of bed and decide to give life another go.
I reach out some reach back some don't ever call back .
Just when you thoult you had no more to lose you do.
The people you thought to be friends just wanted you to be used.
So you lay back down just wanting to snooze thinking why me.
Is it how I choose you Begin to give up you do that see a reason any longer to even wake up.
Then all of a sudden you hear the sound of the phone ring or a knock on the door .
Someone there to tell you not to give up your worth so much more.
You Begin to cry why this other person is wondering why.
You try to say thank-you for being my friend today if it wasn't for you I would've given up and died.
You know the answer why it's to remind you never to give up and to always try.
Now when I cry and I don't ask why I just get out of bed and try .
The end
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Thank-you the trouble with me is I'm a very honest person and I write from the heart I'm not scared anymore what people think of me and I don't hide my scars anymore and writing as saved my life as I don't keep things locked inside I've contacted a publisher to see if I can get my poems published to help other victims and survivor of abuse that's my goalΒ
what a fantastic poem. the greatest poems are the ones that come from the very core of us of what we feel and experience. poetry is all about expressing and sharing our moments in this world. you have done that beautifully.
thank you
Thank you means a lot to me that someone takes the time to comment it lifts my self asteam