Hurt

Found this poem while cleaning my room, reorganizing my yarn shelf the other day.  I wrote it 6-10-18.

Hurt

Oh how I hurt,

The things people have said

They bounce around in my head

Maybe they are right

That I’M hateful

    That I’M nothing

    That I shouldn’t have my family

That I’M toxic

Who will be there to cherish me?

Who will help me find belief in love,

    Healing in kindness?

I’ve tried so hard to run towards hope————

    Broken,

        Am i unfixable?

Will i ever feel ok again?

Hollie L. Derr