Locked myself up, I need a break away
I want to fuck up , I crave the bitterness
I'm slicing my wrist up, I felt real today
I'm fixing it up, I'm a surgeon in distress
I'm stitching it up, I need to look okay
I'm covering it up, I hide you all the stress
I'm messing it up, like every single day
I'm sorry ,honey, but the pain's here to stay
Cut me up inside, I need to be bleeding
This kind of messed up feelings are not real
This kind of void in my heart ,I can't feel
This spark of hope I had just disappeared
Left on my own I keep drowning in feelings
Mix it up inside, I wanna be dreaming
This kind of sadness needs too many pills
These drugs I digest make my stomach so ill
They help me forget, that's part of the deal
I'm fucked up on drugs and it's how I'm screaming
Beat me up inside, my demons are fighting
These feelings are bubbling under my skin
I'm torn up inside, I keep feeling unclean
The pills help to hide,I should intervene
But I love suicide,it's what keeps me living
Locked my emotions ,inside they must stay
I've been acting up, walking in darkness
I've been missing out , plagued by madness
I've been stumbling,drinking, full on excess
I've been slashing ,crashing, writing SOS
I've been self destructive,it's my only way
These are the things my demons like to say
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Soft poems
PoetryIt's a little work that will evolve from time to time, I hope you appreciate it. I'm not speaking the best English, since it's not my first language, please be mindful when giving advice :) My primary goal is to spark a discussion about the beaut...
