I need something
Something to remove the pain
Medicine to make it go away
I want anything
That will stop this eternal rain
And keep the dark at bay
Ill stop at nothing
To find the medicine
That'll keep me alive
I'll do everything
That'll make it fine
That'll stop the dive
Into deep,dark waters
We all are addicted to something that takes away the pain.
We all want it to go away.
But it's better to feel something, than to feel nothing at all.
It's easier to hide scars and lines than to hide feeling nothing or pain inside
So it's the crossroads at which I need to choose
Left or right
Up or down
Pain or nothing
Alive or dead
I feel so goddamned trivial.
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Isabelle's Poetry Journal (a continuation of Homesick Angel)
PoetryMy name is Isabelle I am 15 years old (not my real age.) I am a "Homesick Angel" at least that's what I'm told I am called the people like me are called the people who are depressed suicidal empty numb those people they're just trying to go home T...
