Who is
This mask I use?
The voices of shadows around me?
The one screaming pain in the back of my mind?
The one telling me to die?
The one begging me to end it all?
The one hoping it all ends?
The one wanting it all to end?
The one who wants pain?
The one who wants to feel something..
ANYTHING?
The one who doesn't want to feel anymore?
Why can't I not care anymore?
I've already lost it all.
Why do I still care??
Who's
The one telling me to hold on the little bit longer?
The one telling me there's someone right around the corner-
Right around the corner..
Waiting to save me?
But.
No one is coming to save me.
No one is coming to save you.
Get up.
And save yourself.
Get up.
And save myself.
Get up.
And lets save each other
Wake up.
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Poems of a broken artist
PoesíaDifferent poems to work on helping myself and others. Mostly just to try something new. usually going to be sad but I like happy endings.
