Poem #8

I don't know what to write, but I want to

There are things I wish were different

There are scars that will never go away

Maybe there's someone to blame, maybe there isn't

But the anger is there, it's huge, it's raw

I wish I could let go of this feeling

I don't like it, it hurts me

I try, but I don't know how to do it

Sometimes it feels like it will never go away

I want it to go away

Sometimes it feels like it's buried too deep

And I'll never get there, I won't have the strenght

Sometimes it feels it's already part of me

With it's roots embedded in my body, in my skin

I try to break some of them, and it hurts even more

I try to go as deep as I can, but I run out of breath

I wish I was a Goddess

I wish I could go to Hell and back

Maybe then I would be clean

Maybe then I would be free

I'm not a Goddess

I'm just a person

I have my flaws too

I have my weaknessses

I'm afraid I'll never be strong enough

I'm afraid I won't take it

I need help

Help from the Goddess I don't believe in anymore

Because all humans are too weak

None of them can take everything

None of them is flawless

I need help from anyone who can get it to me

It would be easier if I still believed in the Universe,

but I have no reason to anymore

I saw too many mistakes, I saw too much pain

It's not fair, we don't deserve that

I only wish all the pain would just go away