yea i was bored a little

the walls close in on me eveyday i step outside for fresh
air and the world comes down on me no where to run no
where to hide i have faced my fears and danced with the
devil all i need to do is breath but that is hard to do in times
like these i come close then i am pushed away no one here
but me i would screm but no one to hear my crys of pain pain
that is real and deep pain i cant explain i hear the voices of
people close to me but miles away if they could see the pain
on this face of mine then they could say why and please dont
cry i just need to catch my breath the breath of someone of
who wants to be around me the touch of another and you
ask yourself what his he talking about the breath i speak
of and search of is love the type of love that breaths life
into you it is out there and i know i will find it and keep it one day
and not lose it

wrote by ernie aka mesooners and known as bee-ste

thats beautiful...very similar to a poem I have heard before...

I was looking around on here and had never clicked on these other sites. All I can say is it will get better with time. We have all been hurt and sometimes just taking a breathe is hard because you really don't want too because that means you have to take another. But before you know it you step out the door and began to walk and live again. Martha