The terrorist on the inside of me tells
me to smile
when really I want to cry
The terrorist on the inside of me tells
me I'm ok
when really I see scars
the terrorist inside of me have killed
my thoughts
now I'm filled with evil
the terrorist inside of me has hurt me
Until I was gone.
(AN/ All credit to my beautiful friend @unicorn56ninja who I found out is like me! Thx by the way, it helped to finally tell someone!)
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Am I Good Enough Now?
PoetryDepression really sucks, and believe me I would know. So these are the poems of what goes on in my mind, even if I don't say them out loud. Sorry if you don't like them. *Trigger warning*
