Weeping angel,
hanging from the sky,
watching you throughout your whole life.
Cursing up,
I see your pain,
bleeding in your eyes.
Ropes so tight,
this feels so right?
Questioning your actions.
Look at me,
tell me please,
it'll be alright?
Rocking back and forth,
numbing you.
Tears running down your body to your toes,
mixed with blood dripping so softly.
Rope breaks,
falling down.
Fist in the dirt,
with your world shaking.
Shouting so angrily,
throwing words of fire at your enemies.
Burning them alive,
imagining it's the same pain you survived.
I survived,
only the devil that I've become.
Finally, I realize.
Living inside of me.
The monster grows so deeply.
I hold it back,
aching my back,
with god crushing ability,
I keep it around for self security.
Keeping it locked away,
I haven't seen what kind of ugly it's become.
Shattering,
my world could break if I give it a moment to speak.
Shhhhh.
As it whispers through the cracks in the walls.
My eyes of stone,
Peaking through, endless infinity.
with no one seeing me back.
Feeding it pain,
saying I'm nurturing my brain,
but am I really?
How much can I continue to take,
before it's my back that breaks.
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Release
PoetryThis is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxi...
