I want to claw open my skull
Maybe that'll help me speak my mind
Nothing I say is right
Everything I do is wrong
What am I supposed to do now?
I want to light my books on fire
Maybe that'll erase my past
Why can't I stop saying sorry?
Because everything is my fault, isn't it?
It always is, that's how it always was
I want to forget my name
My lungs are aching from this pressure
Tell me what you want me to say
I want to cut off my tongue
Maybe that'll stop these lies
What am I even saying?
Nothing at all
What am I hiding from?
I want to rip out my insides
Maybe it'll stop my churning stomach
Will that stop my aching heart?
This guilt is eating me inside out
It's making me hallow
So even if I slit my wrists
Not even dust would pour out
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of my venting/darker poetry. Some may contain triggering material or swear words, so here's a warning for that. I'll post a new poem whenever I can! Feedback is always welcome! Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy.
