Sitting in corners behind my headboard, no one can hear you. Hidden from the outside world that doesn't know your story. Thoughts that could lead to suicide roll through your mind; taking over you. Fighting every decision made to kill every happy soul.
Staring outside the window, feeling inside-out wanting to crawl under a rock and hide from anyone that disturbs the dark soul inside of me.
After such thoughts, disturbance hits. Wanting all means of my mind to kill themselves, and give birth to a new soul, named light.
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Untold Sorrows
PoetryHere I am... In a matter of seconds, I disappear into my own souls grave.
