The tension in the room feels like a thick smoke that burns my throat making it hard to breath
My eyes are filled with tears my ears fill with the sound of my racing heartbeat while the eyes of a friend that was once warm become a stranger that is glued to my every inch of movement
my mind raced with the thought of ending it all and running away from this hell yet my feet wouldn't move as if a chain had been placed upon them
and my voice would not come out as if it was stolen from me
whisper that stabs my grieving heart only if they think before they speak
do they not know that their words hurt more than a slap on the cheek
my body shakes more with anger as their whispers become more transparent and loud Someone please get me out of this hell I want to say out loud
YOU ARE READING
"your lips never tell the story of your scars "
Poetry~maybe if I write it the bad thoughts will all go away ~ It felt as if I was losing my mind...as if there was a break in my brain...I wanted to flee more than anything...I desired death more than anything else, and that frightens me...what if I chan...
