I'm not the girl you think you see...
You see, I have demons inside of me..
I'm suicidal and broke...
I no longer have any hope...
But you can't save me now...
I'm broken deep deep deep down..
There has always been a smile on my lips..
But secretly, I have scars on my wrist, thighs, and even my hips....
The people hate me here so....
Sometimes I think I should just go...
They hate me so so much...
No wonder I've lost so much trust...
But here I am sitting on the floor with a blade pressed to my wrists...
I just want to take the pain away I'm not crazy...
But now I'm lying down confused...
People are yelling things at me that I cannot hear...
I try to move, I really do, but I'm stuck..
But now I know that this is truly the end....
The end of the pain
The end of everything...
I couldn't be more happy and broken..
But these are my last words to you..
And only people who are reading this know...
That this is truly goodbye..
©Rureal
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PoetryI don't let people in. I'm terrible at explaining how I feel verbally. This is me being 3000% Done. This is poetry. This is me. © 2019 Rureal ALL RIGHTS RESERVED