This anger consumes me,
Swirls in the back of my mind.
The burn in my chest,
Has never left.
It's there through every tear,
Every scar
And every lie.
You still stand
As though nothing can bring you down.
But the words you have imprinted in my head,
Makes me feel like lead,
With every word they have said.
Makes me realise everything you say is true.
I am fat,
I am crap,
And I mean nothing towards you.
ALREADY DEAD
Does it make you happy to see me so broken,
To see me so dead.
Does it make you happy to know I have voices in my head.
You see my scars but never ask what's going on,
You say I'm faking it and that there is nothing wrong.
You see the tear stains on my pillows and just say it's water.
You see the rope hanging from my ceiling but don't say a thing,
But it will be to late as I'm already dead.
IN-DENIAL
I'm finally starting to feel happy like I belong,
But you won't let that happen.
You crush me and brake me and say that's what I deserve,
You yell and scream,
I wish this was just a dream.
Why do you have to be so mean as to point fingers and make everything not as it seems,
I just wanna feel loved,
I don't wanna feel hurt,
You kick me around like I'm some piece of dirt.
I'm only a kid I don't need the stress,
My minds real bad,
I'm in such a mess.
And those words that you say hurt like the rest,
You challenge me down like I'm some kind of test.
Now I'm becoming suicidal,
I hope that makes you realise that you were only in-denial.
YOU ARE READING
Words
PoetryThis is just a description it is not in the book: The water travels down your checks, Sad and broken is all I see, You have no hope, no love as you fall to your knees and brake down again. You were so happy, But now I can see it was for her Never...
