There are those two people
Who they say holds your hand
Well someimes its hard for me to admit that
Parentless I stand.
My father's in New York Somewhere,
And about me He doesnt care.
My mother Died,
And it still hurts so much inside.
So Regardless of the reason
Parentless I stand.
I have my sisters.
So they say.
But to me.
The vision's gray.
To be alone hurts so much.
To Have no mom hurts more.
To feel like an out cast.
To be. Unwanted.
I Go through this now everyday.
And every day it feels the same.
My Thoughts and feelings cannot stay tamed.
They rage war inside my brain.
My actions I try to maintain.
But how long can I bear
and Endure the pain
I encounter. Every day... Over and Over
Staying sane.
Trying to maintain
A state of Mind,
Which is all mine.
Lord, Guide me.
Be there.
Show me.
The way.
To stay here.
Help.
Melissa Ferrer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/parentless-i-stand/
