I want to die
I want to die and never come back to life
For some reason these words sound to poetic to me
Maybe because I find death full of peace and beauty
Something that I truly envy is that I have not died but others have reached that kind of peace
The shadows that follow me will never live in my head nor in my breath. For I will be long away from my death and none could have ever known.
I was so excited
I almost saw the light to a new world where I could reach peace
But soon gave me sorrow
It was only the torch I used to hide from my nightmares
And horrified when the light almost went away
We are not given tranquility in life because it would make out mind dull. Difficulty and challenge can create pain, but make the mind strive, showing brightness and beauty. Something so amazing should never be hidden.
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My Tortured Cries
PoetryHow I think. How I felt. How I've almost dies so many times. All because of my mind. WARNING: this story contains sensitive content. If you are sensitive to self harm or suicide please do not read these poems.
