<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=436767" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Am Hurting</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm hurting.<br>And all I am expected to show for it, <br>Is a stiff upper lip.<br>And unknown courage.<br>Only I know exists.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As if I keep a faucet inside.<br>To decide to turn off and on at will.<br>Or desert how I feel! <br>To isolate...<br>And leave abandoned.<br>Until it dies.<br>Or until I smother it to kill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a common well that has dried up, <br>Either from lack of use...<br>Or the need of it has gone.<br>From a contamination, <br>That has gone on for too long! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I feel diminished.<br>Finished.<br>Left to wither and die.<br>Forgotten for the attempts I've tried! <br>To keep together...<br>What has now been brushed aside.<br>Regardless of an existence, <br>I showed with pride and caring! <br>For a relationship shared...<br>That has slipped away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm hurting! <br>And I find I am admitting that! <br>But to whom? <br>This wound inside that afflicts me, <br>Is mine.<br>Not to share.<br>No one but I know, <br>The history that is there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And if I could...<br>Would the sting of it be transferred? <br>With the pain that sits on my every nerve? <br>No! <br>I know that.<br>And even if I could...<br>With tears to deliver, <br>How and what I feel...<br>With this depth.<br>Would still leave me...<br>The one out of breath.<br>And out of my mind with this sorrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I would not wish this on anyone.<br>Not to be dismissed in the way I have been! <br>Not today or anytime.<br>Not in anyone's tomorrows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am hurting! <br>And it is mine alone.<br>To comfort or ignore... <br>Or dare to bare to show exposed.<br>Since of this no one hears, <br>Or care to know! <br>I'm hurting.<br>And I feel it is not deserved!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=436767" data-title="I Am Hurting de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="I'm hurting. And all I am expected to show for it, Is a stiff upper lip. And unknown courage. Only I know exists. As if I keep a faucet inside. To decide to turn off and on at will. Or desert how I feel! To isolate... And leave abandoned. Until..."></div> </div> </div>

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