my legs tangled in my sheets,
your mind tangled in their lies.
you watch your tears run down the streets,
knowing no one else will hear your cries.
this place won't swallow you whole,
but you wish it would.
if you hide in a hole,
you could leave for good.
you ask for attention with awkward show,
in hopes to be accepted
by the voices of the crow,
who refuse to love the rejected.
we would choose to love you,
and it would be alright,
but, alas, we have problems too.
we are left and right.
-java
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diaphanous
Poetrydiaphanous is a collection of various poems written by java around 2014-2016 about enduring parental emotional abuse and bullying at school as well as navigating through major depression, social anxiety, and generalized anxiety.
