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Question:Please and Thank You

The Inner Torment

At the edge of my heart,
I know there is good in me,
But the pull towards misery
Is more then I can fight.
Pain is my brother
And suffering my sister,
Together for ten years,
We are inseparable.
One leans on the other
And we limp onward
To a future unknown.

Every thought I own,
All goodness in my life,
Is tainted by affliction.
Unworthy am I
To know happiness.

Wicked is my mind
That it should house
Such a beast as her.
Poisoned are my thoughts
That I should let her
Become part of me.
The immortal brute,
Created for comfort,
Became her own master
And changed into
Eternal anguish.

Years of therapists
Still cannot purge
The want of pain
From the system.
Nor the creature
That lives inside
And torments the day.

No one understands
And tears are all I have,
Who would have thought
It all could have started
At a Catholic school?
Instead of friends
There was only harassment
And internal strife.
For eight years I suffered,
And it will last a life time.
There is no undoing the pain
They inflicted on me,
Now all I can accept
Is suffering in my life.
No happiness is allowed,
And if it were to come,
It soon would be lost
In thoughts of its demise.

When it becomes to much to bare,
There is only one choice
To rid myself of the torment.
Thorns prick my skin
And pills kill the pain,
Until death comes
And takes away the agony.

Note from author: Based on true life experience. I know how harassment hurts, and the endless depression that is the result of bullying has been the base cause of many school shootings and suicides. Think how many people would still be around if someone took that step to lend a helping hand to put a stop to this crime. I wish someone would have helped me…

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Please and Thank You

The Inner Torment

At the edge of my heart,
I know there is good in me,
But the pull towards misery
Is more then I can fight.
Pain is my brother
And suffering my sister,
Together for ten years,
We are inseparable.
One leans on the other
And we limp onward
To a future unknown.

Every thought I own,
All goodness in my life,
Is tainted by affliction.
Unworthy am I
To know happiness.

Wicked is my mind
That it should house
Such a beast as her.
Poisoned are my thoughts
That I should let her
Become part of me.
The immortal brute,
Created for comfort,
Became her own master
And changed into
Eternal anguish.

Years of therapists
Still cannot purge
The want of pain
From the system.
Nor the creature
That lives inside
And torments the day.

No one understands
And tears are all I have,
Who would have thought
It all could have started
At a Catholic school?
Instead of friends
There was only harassment
And internal strife.
For eight years I suffered,
And it will last a life time.
There is no undoing the pain
They inflicted on me,
Now all I can accept
Is suffering in my life.
No happiness is allowed,
And if it were to come,
It soon would be lost
In thoughts of its demise.

When it becomes to much to bare,
There is only one choice
To rid myself of the torment.
Thorns prick my skin
And pills kill the pain,
Until death comes
And takes away the agony.

Note from author: Based on true life experience. I know how harassment hurts, and the endless depression that is the result of bullying has been the base cause of many school shootings and suicides. Think how many people would still be around if someone took that step to lend a helping hand to put a stop to this crime. I wish someone would have helped me…

You are so sweet, I wish I could take away your pain. Even though you have been tormented in a Catholic school you must remember that is not God and that God loves you and wants you to be happy. Don't turn your back on Him, find your refuge in Him. You are young and have a long life ahead of you. Try to put the pain of the past aside and look to the future. You are a good person who is worthy of love, when the right person comes along they will see that in you and love you for it. Please don't do anything drastic. Don't look for a permanant solution to a temporary problem. The problems you have will one day pass. You just have to hang in there until they do. Please pray about this. You are my sister in the family of God and I love you. You can email me anytime if you need someone to talk to.