Screaming
Is all we ever do...
When will this fight end?
I guess that would depend...
When I realize I don't want this fight...
Anymore...
Maybe for just tonight...
I'll let myself forget the war...
Seeping into the deep abyss
Is what I should do...
The only time I feel at bliss
Is when I don't see through...
The LIES...
That keeps wasting my time...
When will I open my eyes?
To realize you're committing a CRIME!
Putting me through mental abuse...
Blaming me...
For making up an excuse...
Yet no one can see
Or hear the things you do and say
WHY CAN'T YOU BE MORE LIKE YOUR SISTER?
Repeating in my head I try to push your words away...
But it's no use I've already tried resistors
I feel like I'm trapped
I want to run...
But I know I'll get slapped
I think I'm finally done
Brawling
With these hurtful words that play in my mind
I'm done recalling
These unkind...
Emotions
I just want to step over the edge...
Drown in the ocean
This is my pledge
I'm going to finally be at peace...
Finally not have bruises on my skin
Because I can feel my health decrease...
Know one can see these cuts...and these emotions within
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The Darkest Hours
PoetryThis is all self written poetry about when someone is at there lowest and all their thoughts are hurting them. Some of the poems have mentions of suicide and other triggering stuff like sexual assault and more... I hope you all can relate or connec...
