This is a complicated world. Being a teenager, being more susceptible to addiction genetically
and because of my damaged mental state. I am lost at times, I get confused between love and a
one night stand, I get extremely into my depression and don't eat for days, I use leaves and
liquid fire to numb the constant pain that doesn't have a clear root. Most anyone can relate to
the words "I just don't know who I am anymore; I'm just tired".
Both children and adults, and children who became adults too soon.
"Everybody hurts, everybody bleeds, everybody bends to fill a need, everybody's born with their own curse and I'm not alone" -Five Finger Death Punch, "M.I.N.E (End This Way)" The Wrong Side of Heaven and The Righteous Side of Hell album, Vol.1 2013
These poems are different but the same in the sense that there is pain and suffering in being
alive, there is beauty in dying but also in living and loving. As humans, face situations that cause
feelings of pain, loss, rejection, fear, heartbreak and if you're lucky, aging out of the bad years. At
some point every person will feel these things and it may wound them beyond healing, or they'll
find a way to heal.
