Life feels so pointless,
Your will will start to break.
Staring at the ceiling crying.?
You really believe you're a fake.?You'll feel so fucking useless,
Screaming for relief into a pillow.
Take a walk in the rain.
Don't make yourself feel mellow."You're nothing but a burden."
You may tell yourself in tears.
Wipe them away, darling.
Let's go face all your fears."Maybe I should just end it."
I know you want to die.
You want to grab a rope.
I know you want to fly.Don't say sorry to me,
Let comfort in your head.
Don't let the world weep
Because you were mislead.I can give promises of beauty,
A world without pain,
But we both know I'm lying.
I can promise you gain.A happiness you create yourself,
A world ruled by you,
Its not something I can give,
But a choice you must do.Set boundaries away from pain,
Give yourself a reprieve
I promise you can have it
You just have to believe.
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Journal Of The Fallen
PoetryThis is a journal of poetry I've written over the years