I know what I want the pain,
I want the feeling,
of feeling something,
I want the relief.I know what I don't want,
I don't want a mess.
I don't want the blood,
I don't want to be broken.I want to be fixed,
I want to be healed,
I want to love me,
I want to be able breath.I don't want to cry,
But I'm confused,
As to why?
I want to die.I don't want to be in pain,
I don't want to be ashamed.
I don't want to hurt,
And I don't know what to expect.I don't know what I feel.
I know what I feel.
I don't know?
I know?
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThe first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!