You constantly yell,
constantly point out my mistakes,
I'm trying my best, give me a break.
You think I don't know, I know I'm a wreck,
don't have to remind me every second.
Every criticize, every hurtful word,
repeats in my mind, all the time.
I'm mentally drained every day,
but don't worry sooner or later,
I'll be gone anyway.
I try to fight off all the voices in my head,
but I am so tired, who cares, it was already said.
There's no fixing it, there's no changing it,
the damage is done, it's time to run.
I don't know when I'm leaving,
but I am planning it, because I quit.
YOU ARE READING
Shadow Thoughts
Poetry"These hidden poems, previously kept to myself, now stand exposed to the world, a light for those who may find comfort or support in the shared experience of pain and trauma. Witness the dark realities of life through the lens of a writer unafraid t...
