You think you're funny?
The thoughts came again today
I feel the devils in my head
They won't let me go so I pray and I pray
But I'd quite rather be dead
"Let me go, let me go", I yell but not out loud
If I did, I fear
There'd come an evil crowd
Encouraging me to do what I've yearned for a year
I'd scream and I'd cry
I'd throw glass and shout "die!"
But I can't get caught
Must be as I've been taught
Fake behavior
It's holding me down
Holding me down
Until I can't breathe any longer
Where is my savior?
Where is my savior?
Take me home
Away from here
Take me home
Where pain shan't be near
"Just be yourself"
Myself?
I lost her long ago
She's been defeated by her foe
Now I'm just a shell of what once was
Lost all my innocence
Gained all of false conscience
Here it comes now, the faint little buzz
Telling me to stay, if just for another day.
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Lyssa's Poem Book
PoetryJust me ranting about my feelings through poetry, because why not?