Save me...
You say you understand
But you really don't
I'm not trying to be rude
I'm just trying to say
We are all different
Don't try because I know you won't
You say you care
But lets get real
I'm annoying
And to me
Everything's a big deal
You say "I've got it worse."
But really
What is worse
We suffer in different ways
Counting the cuts and bruises
Months
Weeks
Days
None of us want to admit
That we like the pain
We enjoy it
We slice our wrists, legs hands and arms
Anything to cause us harm
We punch walls and crack our shins
Anything to make us "win"
We cry, calling ourselves stupid and worthless
But why?
Because it makes us feel alive...
YOU ARE READING
Pins And Needles...
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems I'm writing at the moment. I want to sort of write a range of different types of poems, hopefully some that you guys can relate to.
