The Introvert
When life hit you once, go back and hit at it twice or even thrice maybe.
Feeling of rejection
I was such a good girl.
I never wanted to hurt anyone.
I loved life.
I loved my family.
I loved everyone around me.
But why am I so lonely.
Why do I feel so comfortable in the dark.
All alone with my thoughts.
Lots of thoughts and tears flowing through my eyes.
With sorrows and pain killing me from inside.
Who do I call?
Who do I explain my woes to?
Who can understand me?
I wanna be loved and not pitied.
Several times I consider suicide but why can't I just end it all.
Thinking about it kills me the more.
My tears uncontrollable and my chest aches.
I need a saviour.
I need to be rescued.
I need a shoulder to cry on.
I need an arm to comfort me.
I need someone to show me love.
I wanna feel what love is like.
I wished the word "Rejection" never existed.
Why does that horrible word follow me almost wherever I go to.
Everyday I ask my maker, why did you bring me into this world to suffer.
Why was I created knowing that my life will turn out this way.
Why didn't my mother get rid of me even before I was born.
Many questions that are left unanswered.
My heart bleeds in silent.
Inhales and exhales.
I tried several times but I still finds it difficult to hurt myself.
So I chose to fight because
Suicide is never an option.