So alone, by myself,
Who could ever love me?
No one could look beyond my scars,
They're disgusted by what they see.
**
I try so hard to please them,
But they always ask for more.
I give them everything,
All I get is a slamming door.
**
I'm so tired of being alone,
I want someone to understand.
I want someone to see my scars,
And still reach for my hand.
**
But that is impossible,
Because I'm an ugly freak.
That is what the voices tell me,
They say that I am weak.
**
I don't want to be alone,
The voices are much louder.
I want someone to block them out,
And say they couldn't be prouder.
**
I run away again, again,
I know that no one cares.
And if I can run far enough,
I might escape the deadly glares.
**
I am so alone,
Except for the voices.
They whisper nonstop,
Judging my choices.
**
I would do anything,
I want to be free.
I don't want to be lonely again,
That's the one thing I won't be.
**
I decided one cold night,
Staring at the moon.
I would brave the cold, dark night,
I would do it sometime soon.
**
I open up my balcony window,
Freezing me to the bone.
It occurs to me that when we die,
We always go alone.
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Nightmares
PoetryThese are definitely creepy, and maybe a little psychotic. **WARNING** INAPPROPRIATE THEMES INCLUDING: SELF-HARM, SUICIDE, MURDER, GROSS IMAGES, REFERENCES TO DRUGS, ALCOHOL, AND SEX.