What it feels like to be empity.
What it feels like to be lost.
Haveing so much infront of you,but not looking close enough to care.
So many people walking the streets,
Yet i feel as if all there eyes are on me.
When they talk i swear i hear them say "Here comes the freak".
Feeling so hurt and alone inside,
You want to be strong but you cant help but cry.
When the people you are close to hurt you,
Do you let them see your sadness inside?
Deep in my heart,Its dark and cold.
Shivering from the memories haunting my soul.
All this saddness and pain,As i suffer alone.
Becomes a burden i cant stand to hold.
As i sit in my room,Crying with a blade in my hand.
Its sweet sharp edges carving into my skin.
Scarlet red flowing down my arm.
The pain i feel fills my empity heart.
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Wrote this for what i was feeling at the time.Sorry if its not that good.
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Wolfys Poetry.
PoetryA collection of all my works. Ranging from happy, sad, and poetry going with books.
