The feeling of being closed in,
that unbreakable walls lock you inside yourself.
Your soul is trapped in a sea of dark,
and it will soon drown.
Your heart clenches in a unknown pain,
your stomach burns with shame.
Why do i have to be this way?
why do i hate myself?
have you ever disliked something so much,
that acid churns in your throat when u see it.
Thats what i get when i look in the mirror,
pain, shame and disgust.
I look at my cuts,
why do i do this to myself?
why dont i want to stop?
I cut deeper everyday,
the release keeps the pain away, for a short while.
Feeling the cuts makes me smile,
i know that the pain i get i deserve for being weak.
Im so lost in this dip of dark,
im scared i'll never see the light again.
My minds thoughts and actions are so muddeld,
They scare me.
I act the same,
fake smile, fake laugh,
I dont even exist anymore.
My real self has died,
and now lays beside my soul.
But i cant rest in peace...
YOU ARE READING
The screams inside my head..
PoetryEveryone has a voice, a voice inside their head. It can be evil, it can be good or you may not hear it. I hear this voice, i hear it because it screams. It screams because its my only outlet to the pain..
