I am slowy giving up,every day what little fight i had is dying . Hope is something i lost a while ago . I can't stand the pain anymore i just want out i want to be either numb or passionately dead it doesen't really matter anymore because noone really cares. No matter how much i try to convince myself tjat i don't need anyone it still hurts to know that no one will catch me if i fall , to be so cynical that all pain makes laugh my ass off ,to be so empty yet be so broken and in so much pain but no one ever notices no one can ever see beyond the surface; beyond the façade i put up.behind the wide smiles and the lood gigles every sarcastic comment and the glassy eyes there's a rotting soul and bitter sweet abandance . To wait for death with a wide smile is how i live no expectations no dreams ; no i killed them all because all that comes out of those is pain and dissepointment and i am done with that and done with trust and love .
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Survivor
PoetryThese are short pragraphs and poems that i wrote in times of immense emotionnal turmoil i was angry,bitter,hurt or determined. Keep in mind that this is not professionnal writing and that this is my first ever time sharing my creations. ~WARNINIG...
