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The Pain, The Fear, The Anger, And Scars

by Allison 8 months ago in sad poetry

A Poem

One of the worst days of my life.

One of the worst years too.

I'm like an object that won't stick to glue.

Falling apart.

Losing my mind.

I try so hard, but slowly die on the inside.

The pain, the fear, the anger, and scars.


This has gone way too far.

These tears roll down my face as I try to look for a base.

A base so strong and a base so firm, that will have me soaring high.

So high, as if I could touch the sky.

It's like I've run into the end.

For the change of better has turned into nothing but an endless dream.

The pain, the fear, the anger, and scars.


Why does life have to be so hard?

I try my best everyday.

So, why do my grades crash and burn right in front of me?

Do I try too hard?

Do I care too much?

This is all so agonizing, brutal, and harsh.

The pain, the fear, the anger, and scars.

sad poetry


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