Smile, it's a good day
Numb inside, can no longer feel the pain
Caring for everybody else, filling the holes in their dark place
But no self care - makes me fall on my face.
I'm the glue holding you together,
While it rips me apart.
I like the dark place
Full of noise and screaming,
Reminds me that I feel, and I'm still breathing
Makes death sound less appealing.
It's like I'm always dreaming,
It's not worth believing
That there is a way out of this,
Alive and beaming
I can't cope
I stop breathing
Tighten the rope
And jump
Fleeting
I'm flying
Dying
I'm in the dark place
Where I like it.-b.
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The Night Sky is in Her Veins
Poetry// s o n d e r \\ - "the realisation that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own" Life can be dark, cold and lonely. Feeling betrayed, misunderstood, chewed up and spat out by the world, its when I get sonder, that I...