Danielle N. Calhoun

MY DEEPEST THOUGHTS

I write the words,
I pen the lines.

I try to say what’s on my mind.

I get people angry,
I get people confuse.

Why cannot I put to writing,
All my views?

Can’t they see,
I am afraid to commit?

Sometimes my heart just wants to quit.

I have been abused,
Used a mistreated.

More than once,
I have always retreated.

I cry at night,
My mind all a mess.

My mind turns to thoughts,
Things I have not seen yet.

I want to be happy;
I am tired of being alone.

I just want to die;
I want to leave this world.

I hate being a pain;
I hate starting to cry.

Please God
just let me die.