10/15/15
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor