Just More Wishful Thinking?

Sort of a rant and a plea, here.

Help me

To understand.

Why

Silence greets me

When I talk about

My past?

A history filled

With violence

Both self-afflicted

And levied

Upon my body

And soul.

Where I have

Envied the dead

For their peace.

In being

Myself.

Am told

That I need to talk

Yet people do not listen

When I do.

At the best of times

I have trouble

Talking about myself

In expressing

My anger and pain.

Except

Through the written word

Which lays before you

To peruse

At your leisure.

Am hoping

For someone

Who will understand

And explain things.

Beyond saying

"Things will get better"

To me.

Is this

Asking too much

From society?

Yet

Too many of us

Take our own lives

Before the age of 45

Within the transcommunity.

Reviews

[Emily B]

i had a bad 2012 . . . it is sometimes a wonder to me that I survived, I ached for compassion but found none . . . what is wrong with this world anyway

again, I will do whatever I can

[therisa]

Whether you know it or not, Emily, your comments are supportive, in themselves. And I treasure them, deeply. Hoping your 2013 is, a better year for you, mentally and on all other fronts. Until a person has walked a day, in someone else's footsteps, they don't understand the pain and suffering involved, for others.

[Emily B]

thank you

[therisa]

Your welcome.

[Peter H]

:( i must say it is hard to empathize with certain levels of grief it would take practically hours for a normal person to understand another's grief if he or she know's nothing of it so i'd like to say i won't say things will get better you're right but we have to persevere someone out there understands somebody . i understand through this work . on another note it was very powerful piece i feel the anger and emotion within it .

[therisa]

Thank you, Peter, for your understanding words. I hope my words haven't hurt you, with their edge.

[Peter H]

nah i'm more placid than that :)

[therisa]

ok