A bleeding wound splitting open,
My legs are shaking and my heart is broken.
A loveless child sitting in her grave,
She's forced to come home every single day.
She took the chains and never complained,
Yet when she cries for help she sees only one person to blame.
She shatters the glass that screamed at her so
-"shut the fuck up little girl you're weak and alone."
A loveless child bleeding out, laying on the floor tears silently crying out.
The worst scream I can make is one with no noise,
The one that robbed my voice and left me alone.
The one who snatched my heart and split it in two,
When I'm on my knees and I'm sobbing at 2:00.
The only love I've every craved, was that from others yet I feel ashamed.
The love I need now is from someone always there,
Someone who looks in the mirror and stops to stare.
Points out my flaws and spits on me,
Says -"your all fucking broken" and leaves me split open.
The love I need is that from myself,
Yet me standards are too high even with the help of a shelf.
Why is is my heart can love others,
But when it looks at itself it stops and shudders,
Hisses with the tip of a blade on its tounge,
Words as sharp as blades ready to have me slit and leave me stung.
The only love I need right now,
Is that of myself but I don't know how.
Voices of critics writing notes down,
Of every imperfection going up and around.
The only love I need is th hat from myself,
Will I hear my own cry for help?
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A Lost Hymn
PoetryPoems from a misunderstood soul. WARNINGS: Some dark themes (not all are dark) Explicit language Abuse Trauma Addictions I hope I improve while continuing my writing 💓 If anyone wants someone to vent to I'm here loves.
