Stop controlling my soul
I KNOW that I'm a handful
But to take a handful of my hair
I can hardly handle
The pain of me existing
The bane of my existence is me
So a punishment by you
Is meaninglessly
In my head as I think of ways to escape my fate
I cannot to relate
To any hate that isn't directed to myself
I'm selfish, feeding an allergic man shellfish for the hellish reaction
Retraction of life
If I gave you all the reasons why I'm awful
Unlawful thoughts that probe caught you off guard
Cause who would've thought
I'm a great kid
Believe it or not
I'm a lie to your face
Cause I'm a disgrace
Whose mind keeps trying to take me from Grace
And you ask how I turned out this way
This Twisted and broken age regressed just to cope and maybe the Pope could take the pain away but the pain is in the heart and head JUST TAKE MY BRAIN AWAY
I'M DONE WITH BEING RULED BY NEGATIVITY AND NIEVITY REPEATING THE SAME DAMN THING OVER AND OVER AND OVER STOP IT YOU DO THIS CAUSE YOU WANT TO, CAN’T FACE REALITY SO YOU PRETEND NOT TO
WAKE UP NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU YOU WANT TO FADE AWAY GIVING UP THE HUMAN PART OF YOU a monster that grows on dreams that turn to hate and you relate because I relate and you and I are one in the same, not in the Game called Life but there struggling through trying not to fall but we want to, trying not to drown but we need to, trying not to disappear but we were never there at all controlling our soul? Whose soul? It's gone.
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A Mental Trip
PoezjaThe poems of a depressed nonbinary POC throughout high school, into college, and through first loves and toxic relationships. Hopefully, this shows people that they are not alone in their pain and that there can be something better on the other si...
