no one understands me
they just think they do
their kindness is untrusting
that much i know is true
they treat me like a project
something broken that they can fix
they don't take the time
to learn why i am sick
its because of them
that i have all these scars
that wrap around my innocence
like moving metal bars
every taunt and every speech
just leaves a new mark
and i lock away my body
and stowaway in the dark
until the time comes
when i just can't take the pain
and i finish what you started
and i let the blood rain
i wish someone would save me
just take me away
...be my only exit
...be my only escape
YOU ARE READING
suicide
PoetryYou bullied me.... now we're both the same. I don't know why you did it. I don't know what I did to you, but I guess it doesn't matter now since I'm dead. And since you're here with me I can only assume that you're dead too. So now we can spend an e...
