Who are you now
After the words
Are long and gone
And the scars
Still fresh and raw
Stop stinging
And the rope is tied
Tightly around your neck
And you are on the ground
Crying your eyes out
Because you weren't strong enough.
Who are you now
After the pain
And the suffering
Was it all a test
To see if we were strong enough
Or a sign
That we aren't good enough.
Who are you now
Will you recover
And leave what happened in the past
In the past
Or will it continue to haunt you
For the rest of your life
Until your strong enough
To pick up that rope again
And put it on your neck.
Who are you now
A crazy reject
Or a survivor?
Who are you now
After the wounds heal
And all the people
Who broke you down
Are long and gone
When all of the blades
Are long gone
In the trash.
Who are you now
After all this pain
Does it make you a better person
Or a person haunted by the past?
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My Dark Poetry
PoetrySome poems that I write mostly how I feel, I don't know why I'm publishing this I guess I just felt like it. So I hope you at least like them. Please no negative comments. If you have any questions or suggestions please pm me. Yeah so that's pretty...
