This is not my poem. This is @MissAkariHamada 's poem. She has been so wonderful and loyal, and her comments always make me smile. Or blush. Or both.
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I'm GOING INSANE.
Do you HEAR ME?
SCREAMING INSIDE?
BEGGING for HELP?
Why can't YOU SEE?
Are the CUTS not DEEP ENOUGH?
Are the TEARS not SHOWING?
I'm GOING MAD.
HELP ME.
LOOK at ME.
I'm BROKEN.
I'm WEAK.
I'm AFRAID.
Don't MAKE me SHOW YOU.
I'D only CRY.
But SAVE ME.
HELP ME.
PLEASE.
YOU ARE READING
Scratching the Surface (Poems)
PoetryUPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood...
