I hate the face that reflects the mirror .
The ugly , despicable face ,
The smile is cracked in two ,
The shadows underneath my eyes ,
When I acknowledged the heavy burden of carrying shame and guilt on my back .
Won't you come and relieved me of my shame ?
Won't you come and unload my burdens ?
I am breaking down , feeling all of my bones snapping ,
I am drowning into my pool of sorrow and hate .
No energy to scream anymore
but to whisper , "Help me ... "
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Coughing Up Black Vile
PoetryPoetry of Human Emotions : Despair , trauma , sadness , depression , some happiness , and pure ugliness.
