Please

I beg of you, please.

Please

 

You don't see my scars.

You don't see my pain.

You don't see my sorrow.

 

My guilt has everything to do with you.

My pain has everything to do with you.

My sadness has everything to do with you.

 

Yet, you still make fun of me.

Yet, you still talk about me.

Yet, you still judge me.

 

You will never understand my scars.

You will never understand my pain.

You will never understand my sorrow.

 

I don't want this guilt to do with you.

I don't want this pain to do with you.

I don't want this sadness to do with you.

 

Please don't make fun of me.

Please don't talk about me.

Please don't judge me.

 

Please.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometime you must stand your ground. People who are naysayers are hiding weaknesses. I like the desire and the purpose of this poem. Must tell the bullies to back away. This is my life. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Night]

It is rather sad when you've given up everything for a person only for them to sneer at your pain. The raw emotions in this poem is powerful. Good work!

[Laura Harrison]

This poem is so true, you did a great job, Alexis :)

[Lover Of Words]

This is a very good poem my friend
i really like it