These scars define me
My mind holds me
It says to go head first
Yet stay far away
My mind screams
My heart aches
The wounds I reveal on my body
Hold no candle to the wounds
Embedded into my mind
The words and actions of others
Shake me to my very core
They scream at me
Holding onto me
Not letting me break free of my past
Why cant they let go....
Why cant I let go...
I just want to love without reservations
Is that so hard to ask
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Poetry of the Disturbed
PoetryTeenage Anxiety... Teenage Depression... But what happens when its a male... What happens he can't admit it... Because of his gender... The worst thing of it all... He's diagnosed with Schizoeffective disorder... The feelings are just...
