I'm all here alone
After telling them about how I feel
I'm empty
I have nothing left to be unhappy about
I have nothing left to be happy about
I'm empty
No longer can write about him
Or anyone else that tells about trauma
I've turned into someone i don't want around
Who am I if I can't write
Who am I if I can't be happy
I'm going underwater
I breathe the same air as that
I'm someone that has been needing you
I wonder what that's about
I'm empty
I'm lying here in my bed all alone
Ripping fake nails off
Crying over the pressure of being the best version of myself
But I don't think that i can take anymore of it
I'm in my blackest of dresses
I'm feeling more than just a mess
They don't understand the pain that I go through
It all just comes to us all the same
When I'm crying all alone in the cold rain
They will never understand my pain
As he is laying there in the bed with me
In the shower my pain will forever be
I can never see myself naked again
Because it will just remind me of what he did
Why was I there at that time
Can never find that perfect rhyme
I'm still just running out of time
To tell them what has happened
But they never listened to me
As I'm crying through the fight
And hoping that I'll die that night
Because i hated how they were treating me
I hated (hated, hated, hated)
What they did to me
I close my eyes
And all I see
Is what I wonder what's next
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A Deep Dive Into My Teenage Mind (From The Vault)
PoetryI decided to write a whole poetry collection that concurs everything that has been happening in my years on this planet. I've been going through things good and bad. I'm so happy to put this out on short occasion but I'm ready to get this out.
