Hug me as if I was dying,
'Cause baby I am.
I'm so far from life,
Do you understand?There's a pounding in my head
And a voice in the walls.
Am I even breathing?
'Cause I feel so gone.A boy down the street
Has me crying on the floor.
His words whispered,
My head is again at war.My mind is filled with words
That I will never say.
A pain on my wrist.
A slash against my legs.Is this his wish?
To beat me up inside,
Then tell me I'm fine.
He has me wrapped around his finger,And I'm so very far from fine.
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Poetry and Quotes
PoetryQuotes, Short-Storys, and Poems ( written by me unless credited otherwise (: )