Why is it everytime, everytime I search for happiness, all I ever manage to find, is an unendless sadness rhyme. When I find someone, whether it be friend or more, I can't help but think now, what am I in for? I've tried to hard, keeping on a happy face, but it seems I am damned, to this painful place. One another after another, taken from me, in numerous ways, there seems no other. I lend my heart out, or sometimes more, but then they or someone else, always slams the door. I'm so stressed, I'm such a mess, my life seems so screwed up, there isn't a single moment of rest. Memories torn in two, heart being smashed to pieces, constant headaches pulsing, waiting torments ceases. As I sit in my darkness, I think why me, why have I been put through so much, what is it that I don't see? So I sit in my pain, waiting and watching, hoping it someday will end, and my body and mind finally be released from this drain. Hearing the words, tomorrow is another day, its just part of life, just hoping for another way. -This last six months I have experienced more than I ever have in my life emotionally and mentally, as much as this feeling is expressed in this poem, I don't quite believe it-
