What's wrong with me?
I ask myself this every day
I've counted 17 flaws as far as I can see,
But these scars create more than just a display
I hold myself back,
The urge built inside
I want to slash away the pain
But instead I whisper goodnight
I stand on the edge of the rooftop
Waiting to see a smiling face
But everyone looks like they've been robbed
Their happiness has been erased
What's so wonderful,
About this fucked up world?
I used to love breathing,
But I'm no longer an innocent little girl
Love me please,
I'll cut until my insecurities fade
Look at me,
Can't you see my hearts begging you to stay?
Falling apart is such an understatement
You don't understand,
My life is becoming so vacant
This was never my life plan
I never wanted to fall
To scrape my legs & OD on stolen pills
I just wanted someone to call,
To stop me from grabbing one of those two pistols
YOU ARE READING
Different Faces, Different Phases
PoetryThese are all of the poems I've written so far. I'll try to update but I usually forget about things like this. But don't try to take my poems please. They've taken up time and came from my heart. Soo if you want to share them or something inbox me...
