'Loser' - I had it written on the wall,
After all of the times,
That people hadn't cared at all.
I wondered if people would pay for their crimes.
The bathroom became my new best friend,
For I sat crying on its floor.
Once again I had let him win,
And now I couldn't just walk out of his door.
He continued to beckon me,
And tried to rob me of my senses.
I had lost count of how many times,
I was blamed for his offences.
For all of the slashes and gashes,
That I'm forced to mark.
He tells me that:
"Soon enough, it should light a spark."
Sometimes I trust him,
Most times I don't.
For, how could I?
When he threatens to slash my throat.
People don't even care.
They never believe what I say.
Everyone needs to understand:
That I'm trying, okay?
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The Day After Tomorrow
PoésieEvelyn Moore is a girl who struggles with mental illness . She is alone yet so accompanied, powerless yet so powerful, out of control yet in complete control. James Hunt falls irrevocably and irresistibly in love with her, despite her 'flaws'. Can J...
