Breaking to pieces.
Fading away,
Your foolish young mind has led you astray.
This silence inside is somehow as steep.
As the time when you slept and I carved on your cheek.
These voices inside,
are fading away.
I cried cause you didn't
Answer your phone all day.
So now I think I've finally see
Why these voices inside,
Aren't talking to me.
They're mad at the doctor they know how it hurts.
It strange people say this is a curse.
So mom why do you cry
The knifes not in yet.
I promise killing you wont break a sweat.
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Broken Pieces Unraveled
PoetryThe mind is the the gate way to hell and insecurity is the key to opening it .This collection of poems are just a taste of that.
